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

Chapter 836:

Her hands were neatly clasped on the surface, partially concealing a document underneath.noveldrama

Her hands partially covered the paper, but Cedric could still make out a single word: “Agreement.”

“Are you feeling ill?” Cedric asked, his concern laced with urgency. Dark circles under his eyes showed his fatigue. “I’ve brought a team of doctors.”

With a mild laugh, Daniela motioned to the chair opposite her. “Please, sit.”

Her request, though simple, heightened Cedric’s anxiety.

He complied, sitting down and fixing his gaze on Daniela.

“What’s bothering you?” he asked again.

Daniela gave a slight shake of her head, her tone gentle. “It’s just a minor cold. I took some medicine last night; it’s really nothing to worry about.”

Yet Cedric was not convinced. “You had a doctor’s visit yesterday evening. Was it because of your—”

“Actually, no,” Daniela said quickly, a bit dismissively. “Lillian was being overly cautious. She assumed I was having a depressive episode, which wasn’t the case. A good night’s rest was all I needed. See? I’m perfectly fine now, aren’t I?”

Cedric observed Daniela carefully, his doubts lingering.

Daniela then asked, “You seemed rushed to meet me. What’s on your mind?”

Cedric gave a quick nod, but his words stalled as he opened his mouth to speak.

Daniela’s demeanor was cool, her eyes unengaging.

𝕆𝖗𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖆𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖔𝗇 gⲁⅼ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․𝚌𝗼𝗆

The warmth he intended to convey seemed to evaporate in the chill of her presence.

Daniela offered a slight smile. “My schedule is packed today. I have a meeting shortly and a client to host for lunch. Unless it’s urgent, I should get ready. Feel free to stay or return to Phillips Group.”

Cedric remained motionless. After a tense silence, he shifted his gaze from Daniela’s controlled expression to the document beneath her fingers. Daniela caught on to where his gaze had settled. She flashed another smile, her fingers shifting ever so slightly.

Before she could speak, Cedric stood abruptly. “I need to get back to work. Look after yourself.”

Daniela gave no reply. She kept her composed posture, lifting her eyes to meet Cedric’s. Their gazes locked for a fleeting moment.

Then, suddenly, Cedric fled.

Daniela watched him leave, still without moving. Only when he had vanished down the hallway and the elevator doors had shut did she allow herself to sink into her chair, visibly exhausted.

In the car, Cedric’s secretary looked over at him, perplexed.

“Mr. Phillips, weren’t you supposed to clarify things? Why did you leave without saying anything? What if Daniela takes it the wrong way? If this misunderstanding escalates because you left so abruptly, what will you do?”

Cedric didn’t respond to the question.

He stared out the window at the scenery rushing past, his mind looping back to the document placed under Daniela’s hand.

It was a divorce agreement.

In the Elite Lux office, Lillian couldn’t wrap her head around it. “Daniela, why didn’t you bring up the divorce?”

Daniela clenched her fist. “I didn’t have to say it out loud. He already knew what I meant.”

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