Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 927:

“You’re self-reliant, insightful, and carry yourself with genuine humility,” Claudius said, his tone low and unwavering. “Out of everyone in my world, you stand apart.” His eyes didn’t waver as he continued, his voice steady and measured: “Since I might be away for a long while, I need to leave nothing unsaid. Maia, I have feelings for you.”

At last, the truth was spoken. Claudius’s words weren’t forceful, but they rang with absolute certainty.

For a heartbeat, the moment hung suspended, heavy and unbroken.

A flutter of lashes was Maia’s only response at first. After a thoughtful pause, she answered, “Mr. Cooper, I believe you already know I have a husband.” Her tone softened. “Still, I appreciate your honesty.”

The answer struck Claudius, a flicker of disappointment crossing his face. Even so, at least he had put his feelings into the open. Yet something held him back from accepting it. He fell quiet, then gathered himself and asked gently, “May I ask—is your marriage real? There’s a rumor going around that it was only a cover to get away from Vince… that you’re not truly married.”

let her gaze fall, a quiet laugh slipping from her lips. Never in her wildest thoughts did she imagine

voice steady and clear. “I really am married—there’s no reason for me

answer dashed whatever he had been expecting. Before he could find new words, Maia continued, “He may not be wealthy or have some impressive career, and yes, he’s struggling with health problems. Still, he’s real—funny, thoughtful, gentle, and good-hearted. And I have to mention, he’s a fantastic cook. With him, I finally feel safe, cherished,

a gentle smile softened her face, painting a picture of quiet happiness. Meanwhile, Claudius felt disappointment

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is solid,” Maia said, her words measured and unwavering. “Gossip holds no weight with me. What matters is I trust him, more than anyone,

grip on his cup, knuckles pale, his gaze stormy with emotions he struggled to contain. A trace of desperation edged his voice as he asked, “But you’re extraordinary. How could an average man possibly be enough for

Cooper, I value trust above all else—not money, not social standing. He’s one of the rare men I can depend on. If you came to declare your feelings, I’m sorry, but my

thought that Maia would choose someone