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

Chapter 824:

After a thoughtful pause, Lillian suggested, “Maybe it’s time to let this go. Cedric’s involvement only complicates matters. If he starts resenting you, then why bother? Why not make life easier? If it all falls apart, maybe it’s best to divorce Cedric. That way, neither of you has to deal with any mess. Sounds better, right?”

Daniela’s hand trembled slightly at Lillian’s words. She tried to ignore the quiver, giving her palm a gentle squeeze to soothe the growing ache.

Lillian offered, “It’s better to end things soon than to let the agony linger. If you can’t face him, I’ll handle it.”

Daniela’s gaze drifted, her expression clouded by distant thoughts. “Lillian, you just don’t understand.”

Lillian’s gaze fixed on Daniela, confusion etched across her face. “What’s there to misunderstand? You managed perfectly well before Cedric came along. Even if he backs off now, who’s to say the future won’t bring more heartache? Your relationship is bound to dwindle. Wouldn’t it be wiser to part on good terms now while some fondness remains?”

The memory of Cedric’s determined face earlier that day flashed in Daniela’s mind, reigniting the trembling in her hand. This time, the pain was sharper.

Lillian caught the subtle change instantly, her voice faltering. “You…”

her features

chapter, one that hadn’t resurfaced

never anticipated that Cedric’s influence on Daniela would be

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been about curing depression—it was about keeping it in check, knowing it would always come and go. The moment emotions spiraled, the symptoms found their way back. It

worry about it. Just

brow furrowed with concern. “Did something happen at Phillips Group today? Did Cedric say something

veiled and unreadable. “No. What could he possibly say to

charity event that evening and glimpsed the figure in the red dress standing beside Cedric, both Daniela and

propelling her

her reaction stifled by shock. Her world narrowed to the sight of Cedric, standing beside him Lydia—the

in a gesture of intimate familiarity, her every word dripping with effortless, seductive charm. Cedric stood regally, his silhouette sharply tailored in a custom-made suit, cradling a glass of wine. A faint smile