Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

Chapter 103

Chapter 103:

When her mother was alive, he made an effort to pretend.

Once her mother died, he completely distanced himself, and Daniela naively believed it was because he was drowning in grief over her death.

Yet, before her mother’s funeral had even ended, he had already remarried.

Daniela was left stunned and utterly confused.

She tried to rationalize it in every way she could. Maybe he needed someone to help him cope, or perhaps he was so lost in missing her mother that he couldn’t express it. After all, love didn’t always have to be spoken; maybe he carried it silently.

She knew her father was still young, and it wasn’t entirely fair to expect him to live alone for the rest of his life.

But everything changed on one blistering afternoon when the central air conditioning broke down, jolting her awake from the suffocating heat.

if there was a

she entered the living room, she froze in

Katrina. She was wearing her mother’s clothes, sitting on Caiden’s

overheard Caiden telling Katrina, “Katrina, I love you and only you. That awful woman is finally gone. She used her money

anything else. A woman who can’t even make a man happy… What kind of woman is that? Katrina, it’s only after meeting you that I’ve learned what it feels like to be a real

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wife I’ve chosen to spend

as Daniela stood at the top of the stairs, everything in her life seemed to

living room, locked in a sweaty embrace, their faces flushed and dazed. Without a second thought, she ran to her room, leaned over the toilet, and retched

Caiden appeared to be the ideal husband and a loving

behind his respectable front hid a heart so twisted and depraved it

didn’t notice when the office door creaked

even says that every time he sees Daniela, he’s reminded of her mother and feels utterly repulsed”—played on an

word like a punishment, as though engraving Caiden’s cruelty into her memory, hurting herself

a hand took the phone from

looking up in confusion. Before she could process what was happening,