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    Corrine gripped the bedsheet beneath her, her hands trembling, anxiety twisting in her stomach. “I… I have no experience in this. Please, be gentle…”


    After what seemed like an eternity, Nate rested his head in the crook of her neck, his breath uneven as he chuckled softly. “Sleep now.” His warm breath left a trail of heat across her skin, a sensation that felt both burning and soothing.


    Corrine, still somewhat disoriented, met his amused eyes. Her body flushed with both embarrassment and irritation. Without thinking, she kicked him off the bed.


    She wrapped herself tightly in the nket, only the crown of her head remaining exposed, as though she were a cocoon retreating into itself. Nate, eyeing the makeshift “burrito” on the bed, allowed a slow smile to spread across his face.


    He stood and silently made his way to the bathroom.


    A cold shower thatsted well over half an hour taught him a valuable lesson: be careful about flirting with this woman.


    Meanwhile, Corrine had already drifted into an untroubled sleep.


    Returning quietly, Nate slipped back into bed, the mattress dipping gently beside her. Corrine, sensing his presence, subconsciously nuzzled against him, her head resting on his chest.


    Nate, wrapping her in his embrace, gently stroked her back. “Goodnight.”


    Corrine, still half-asleep, murmured, “Goodnight.”


    The next morning, Bruce and Leah registered their marriage, the paperwork freshly signed. Bruce then apanied Leah to Adalynn’s design studio to pick out the dress.


    The dress needed to capture the essence of the birthday party theme while also meeting the formal requirements for an engagement. Therefore, Adalynn had designed an all-white dress for Leah.


    Leah gazed at the finished piece, her eyes wide with admiration. “Adalynn, you truly live up to your title as the reigning champion of the fashion world. Even after all these years of keeping a low profile, your work is still breathtaking. But…” She paused, a hint of confusion crossing her face. “I remember your previous design style wasn’t like this.”


    Adalynn’s creations had always been extravagant, marked by a bohemian ir that spoke to free spirits. But this dress? It was something else entirely—sleek, intricate, and as refined as a work of art.


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    Adalynn’s eyes darted around for a brief moment. “To be honest, the main reason I returned home was to evolve my design style. You came to me at just the right moment, and I made a few breakthroughs while working with your image. Honestly, I didn’t expect it to turn out this beautifully.”


    “So, in a sense, we’ve helped each other?” Leah mused.


    They exchanged a smile, but suddenly Adalynn remembered something. “There’s something I want your opinion on.”


    Leah, still entranced by the dress, replied absentmindedly, “Go ahead.”


    “I’m thinking of entering this design into a fashionpetition,” Adalynn confessed. “If it goes as nned, I may need to take the dress with me. Would you mind?”


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