Chapter 613

Daniela noticed that as soon as she finished speaking Cedric's hand,resting on his knee, trembled slightly

A heavy silence unfurled, stretching between them like an invisible wall.

After a brief pause, Cedric's voice broke the silence."Is that what you want? A divorce?"

Daniela's eyes stayed fixed on Cedric.

She saw the light in Cedric's eyes slowly dim, as if her words had stolen their glow.

Yet he still held on to a smile-fragile, but unwavering.

He kept that same faint smile as he met her gaze,his voice steady yet gentle. "Is this what you truly want?Does this marriage feel like a burden to you?"

Daniela found Cedric to be an unusual man-complex in ways she couldn't quite define.

He never imposed his will on her, yet somehow, her feelings always seemed to come first.

Even now. Beneath the room's dim, cold light, Cedric looked as though he was on the brink of collapse. Yet he swallowed the ache in his chest, still choosing to put her feelings above his own.

"I don't feel much about it," Daniela admitted. "I just thought it might be difficult for you. It takes time to recover memories, and everyone has expectations from their spouse. I can't meet those expectations right now."

Cedric studied her carefully. "So that's why? That's the reason you're bringing up divorce?"

Daniela gave a small nod.

Then, to her surprise, Cedric exhaled a long breath, as if a weight had been lifted.

A quiet hope flickered back into his gaze, chasing away the earlier dullness.

"If that's the case, and if my opinion matters to you,then I don't want a divorce," Cedric said firmly. "This marriage isn't a burden to me, and the memories carry alone aren't something I resent. You don't have to feel guilty on my behalf. I want to stay married to you."

Throughout it all, Cedric's voice remained steady,filled with quiet conviction.

He handled the conversation with the kind of level-headedness that left no room for impulsive emotions.

It was clear he respected her deeply, offering her space to make her own choices.

"And I need to tell you something about myself."Cedric hesitated for a moment, as if wrestling with his own thoughts, then slowly rose to his feet.

He was prepared to reveal his vulnerabilities, scars,and humility to Daniela. "My leg may take just as long to heal as your memory. The difference is, your forgotten memory doesn't alter your beauty,but my leg's condition will change how I carry myself. I must be honest with you-if my rehabilitation falters, it won't merely affect my demeanor. It could compromise my health, or even more, in ways l cannot predict at this moment."

Cedric sat as if he were at a negotiation table,deliberately positioning himself in a place of humility.

He stripped away every layer of pretense, exposing his wounds without hesitation.

He was wagering everything on the honor of a businessman.

He knew Daniela no longer harbored any pity for him,yet he was willing to take the risk. He bet everything on one belief-Daniela wouldn't walk away from him now.

"That's not something that concerns me," Daniela said casually.

While appearance held some weight in her eyes, a person's character mattered far more.

At that moment, Cedric realized he had won.

The woman he cherished most, despite all the darkness she had endured, still possessed a heart that softened in the face of sincerity.

"Then, we're staying married," Cedric stated firmly.

Daniela gave a small nod before adding carefully,"For now, we won't divorce. But if, in the future, this marriage becomes a burden, or if either of us finds someone we prefer, we have to respect that and part ways without resistance."

Alexander wanted to rush upstairs, but the security was airtight-he had no way in.

Anxiousness gnawed at him.

He paced frantically, like a caged beast,terrified that one night would be enough for Daniela's heart to sway towards Cedric. The thought that this could be his last chance-that Cedric might steal her away once more-sent panic coursing through him.

His mind spiraled with countless fears.

Stuck in a foreign land, he felt powerless. The vast network he had built over the years was useless in this situation.

Cold sweat trickled down his back as he stood there for what felt like an eternity.

After a moment, his gaze fixed on the illuminated Elite Lux building, his brows knitting together in deep frustration.

He retrieved his phone from his pocket and dialed a number. "Hello. Do whatever it takes to obstruct Elite Lux's operations-I want Daniela forced back to the country,no matter what."

Once Daniela was back, she would finally recognize the stark difference in business stature between Cedric and him.

Then, she'd know who to choose.