Chapter 220 I Love Everything About You
On the other end, Jules grasped the complex nature of dealing with difficult individuals.
“Forgive me,” he said quickly after Corrine’s pointed remarks, recognizing his mistake. “While I might decline requests from others, refusing you, dear Corrine, is something I cannot do. As the esteemed heiress of the Ford family, you giving me a chance to help
you is both my privilege and my greatest pleasure.”
Corrine sighed upon hearing his words. “You’re a smart man. There might just be hope
for you yet.”
Jules was momentarily lost for words.
He had a nagging feeling that Corrine was manipulating him.
“This stays between us, as always,” Corrine said.
“Absolutely!” Jules affirmed, thumping his chest. “But remember, should you ever face real harm or unfair treatment, I cannot simply watch.”
A playful spark appeared in Corrine’s eyes. “Given my knack for holding grudges, who
would dare to cross me?”
With the conversation over, Corrine resumed her meal.
Looking up, she was met by Nate’s amused glance, causing her eyelashes to flutter in surprise. “What has caught your eye now?”
“It’s like I’m discovering you again,” Nate said as he stood, offering her a peeled shrimp.
Color rose in Corrine’s cheeks. “Do you find me unreasonable?”
“Is that what you think?” Nate responded with a tender smile. “I cherish you, every part. Whether it’s your strengths or flaws, I love them all.”
His heartfelt words sent a thrill through Corrine, making her heart race.
Bowing her head to conceal her flushed face, she continued quietly with her risotto.
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“Do you need my assistance with anything?” Nate inquired gently.
Corrine shook her head, resolute. “I’ve got this under control.”
“Allow me to be upfront,” Nate said, delicately wiping his hands with a napkin. “Should any harm or injustice befall you, I will not hesitate to remove the Ashton family from
Lyhaton.”
His laid–back delivery belied a strong sense of fierce determination and authority.
Corrine raised her eyes to meet his. His deep, intense gaze seemed to plunge into an abyss filled with secrets, sending a shiver through her.
The intensity of their eye contact almost felt coercive, overwhelming her defenses.
Jules‘ cautionary words unexpectedly resurfaced in her thoughts. “Only whispers reach me. They say he hails from a sovereign land–a place beyond our reach, independent of any nation. Some refer to it as the Independent Continent. Corrine, keep your distance from him. He’s dangerous territory…”
Yet, despite the warnings, how could Corrine ignore the growing affection for someone
who showered her with such care and attention?
Her gaze lingered on Nate’s strikingly attractive features.
Spontaneously, she asked, “Nate, would you consider yourself a good man?”
A brief shadow passed through Nate’s eyes at her question. “It depends on your perspective of right and wrong.”
He placed his cup down, locking eyes with Corrine, a hint of threat playing across his features. “Is a good man considered evil after a single mistake, or is a bad man redeemed by one good act? What really makes someone good or bad?” His voice was
smooth yet charged with a seductive danger.
