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

Chapter 500

Chapter 500:

Cedric tilted his head to regard Daniela.

“Want to try them? He left them on the table.”

Daniela rested her head against Cedric’s abdomen and murmured, “No need. I have you now, and sleepless nights are a thing of the past for me.”

Once Daniela finished speaking, exhaustion overcame her, and she drifted into a deep slumber. A subtle smile played on Cedric’s lips.

Katrina had been feeling uneasy since leaving home. She was certain that Alexander’s sharp instincts had caught on to something. Regret gnawed at her. Her exit had given Alexander the opening to speak with Daniela.

back to the villa. But by the time she returned, the living room was

swallowed her unease, the thought of the night ahead keeping her awake. Morning came too soon, and Katrina rose before the sun, fatigue heavy in her

racing, and quickly withdrew. She stayed hidden, waiting for the sound of footsteps descending the

was five in the morning. At this hour, even the maids were still in bed. What could have brought Cedric out of Daniela’s room so early? Had he been

just outside Cedric’s room. The door creaked open

“Up this early, Cedric?”

nodded. His expression gave nothing away. Without a word, he continued his path towards the

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lingered on his retreating

window above. That room, once Joyce’s, boasted large floor-to-ceiling windows and a stunning view, perfectly centered within the villa. It was nearly a hundred square meters of space. Katrina noticed the curtains were tightly drawn. Daniela was

really like men? Or did he only love Daniela? Perhaps

belief that every man eventually strayed, so the idea of Cedric staying loyal to just one woman felt far-fetched. Even someone as spineless as Caiden had betrayed Brylee for her back then. She felt confident that Cedric’s eyes would eventually wander towards her niece. Katrina was certain of it

he had uncovered anything the day before and told Daniela. However, she feared that seeming too eager might reveal some of her own hidden truths. So, she turned to Joyce, who was still asleep well into the

Katrina’s suggestion was immediate. Her face twisted