Chapter 131 Are They After
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Corrine was momentarily stunned.
What kind of absurd remark was that?
She could find out herself?
How exactly was she supposed to do that?
She cleared her throat, attempting to compose herself. “There’s no need. You’re perfectly fine.”
“Really?” Nate’s gaze shifted toward her, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips, his deep eyes gleaming with mischief. “But how can you be so sure without checking?”
Corrine drew in a steadying breath, lifting her chin with quiet resolve, her gaze unwavering. “I have complete confidence in you.”
Her words settled into the stillness, creating a palpable tension in the air.
A low, amused chuckle rumbled from Nate.
His rich, magnetic laughter broke the quiet. “Then, why don’t you enlighten me on what makes you so confident in me?”
Corrine hesitated, her thoughts racing.
No matter how she chose to respond, it felt like walking straight into his carefully laid trap.
She opted for silence instead, inwardly cursing Karina for being such a troublemaker.
The car moved on in a hushed rhythm, and Corrine kept her focus low, her gaze fixed on her hands.
Nate glanced at her briefly, his eyes tracing the soft curve of her flushed cheeks and the delicate set of her jaw.
A subtle smile played on his lips, amusement flickering in his expression.
Something in him warned that if he pushed her further, she might cross the line from embarrassed to genuinely upset.
Just as he was about to speak, Nate’s gaze flicked to the rearview mirror, catching sight of a suspicious vehicle.
A black car trailed them, carefully using other vehicles for cover. Its precision marked it as the work of a professional.
Nate’s eyes hardened, a cold gleam flashing in their depths.
Without a word, he pressed the accelerator, the car surging forward.
Corrine, seated calmly in the passenger seat, noticed the sudden change in speed. Her brows knitted slightly as she turned to face him. “What’s going on?”
“If you’re tired, you should rest for a bit.” Nate masked the sharp edge in his gaze, looking at her with practiced ease.
Corrine didn’t reply immediately, her eyes catching the movement of the car behind them in the mirror. She quickly picked up on the situation.
Her expression remained composed, but her voice turned crisp, carrying a subtle chill. “Can you lose them?”
A faint, confident smirk tugged at Nate’s lips. “Sweetheart, never question what your man can do.”
‘Are they after you?” Corrine asked, her calm demeanor free of panic, exuding a quiet strength that was captivating.
“Unlikely.” His tone was measured, though a flicker of doubt crossed his mind. His movements were always meticulously concealed. No one should have been able to
track him.
Corrine’s eyes glimmered with understanding at his response.
“Seems like I’ve pulled you into this,” she said, her nonchalant tone igniting a spark of curiosity in Nate.
What exactly had she been through? How could she be so composed in a situation like
this?
Pushing aside his questions, he asked evenly, “Are you scared?”
“Not in the slightest.” Corrine met his gaze directly, her lips curving into a faint, teasing smile. “With you here, at worst, we’ll be a pair of star–crossed lovers fleeing into the night.”
“I couldn’t bear the thought.”
The girl he loved was meant to flourish beneath the sun, to revel in the warmth of the spotlight, not to be lost among the bones and shadows of the forgotten.
“Would you mind if we played some music?” she asked.
“Go ahead.”
With a soft smile, Corrine reached for the player, her fingers brushing the buttons until the car was filled with the mournful beauty of a violin’s song.
The track was titled “Timeless Longing“.
A melody Corrine knew well.
Nate’s eyes caught the fleeting look of surprise that danced across Corrine’s face, and he asked casually, “Do you enjoy violin music?”
Corrine’s smile was soft, almost wistful. “I wouldn’t say it’s a favorite, but it doesn’t
bother me either.”
Nate’s gaze lingered on the road ahead, and he fell silent.
The quiet stretched between them, unexpected, and Corrine turned to him, her voice laced with curiosity. “Aren’t you going to ask more?”
