Will You Marry Me, Again

Chapter 302 No One Can Compare

"Rita is your mother. Why did you help me collect evidence? You should be well aware of what that painting signifies. Once it falls into my hands, I'll investigate every detail and leave no trace untouched.

"I will make Rita pay the price for hurting me. As her son, you should have destroyed that evidence to protect your mother. But why did you pass that painting to me through Vicky?"

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This seemingly simple statement could mean so much. Was she more important to him than his own mother? Did he know what he was saying?

"Am I really that important to you?" she insisted.

With his remaining sanity, he calmly said, "I've said it before, you are more important than my own existence. I live for you, and if I die, it will be for you."

He regretted his memory loss, as losing her made him even more remorseful. Now that she had returned, how could he not cherish her? However, his affection troubled her, and his love made her unhappy.

The rising flames of passion within him were once again uncontrollable. He once again grabbed a glass shard, using pain to maintain his composure, but he was on the verge of losing control.

"I don't want to hurt you. Go now!" He urged her to leave once again.

However, she stopped her steps, turned around, and walked quickly towards him. She reached out and embraced his neck, her perfect figure fitting tightly against him. Her slightly cool lips pressed against his.

"This time, I saved you. Consider everything between us settled."

That was enough. In the past half year, he had done enough for her, even risking his life without hesitation. From now on, he owed her nothing, and she no longer hated him. All of their past, their love, and their hatred were settled.

Then came the sound of tearing. Maia closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. Her body trembled, the sensation so vivid...

"Cedric, in my heart, you still exist, but I can't reach you."

She didn't have the strength to get closer, to touch him. Love was frightening, and she didn't want to love anymore. But... could he really open her heart again and make her love him once more?

Maia looked at his handsome face, closed her eyes, feeling powerless, like falling into a vast ocean, and he was the only thing keeping her afloat.

Countless times, countless cycles. She truly had no strength left. Her hands gradually loosened, falling to her sides.

But the night was still young...

Meanwhile, in the ocean-view suite on the tenth floor.

"Behave yourself, don't prattle and pose in front of me. I'm not interested in lace, and even if I were, I wouldn't be interested in a woman delivered from miles away. You lack self-respect and shame!" Victoria said as she grabbed Fiona, who was attempting to escape. She promptly took out a length of measuring tape, swiftly securing Fiona to the chair.

Victoria, during her university days, was part of the taekwondo club. Although she was just an amateur, she had more than enough skills to deal with Fiona.

"Let me go! On what grounds can you treat me like this? I'm Fiona Obrien. If my parents knew you treated me like this, they would never let you off!" Fiona, finding the direct approach ineffective, immediately switched to a softer tone, negotiating, "Release me now, and I'll give you money. Five million, how about that?"

"Five million?" Victoria chuckled, utterly disdainful of the amount. "Fiona, we've met several times. You should know that you've spent more than five million in my store alone. There are so many socialites and wealthy women who've paid me even more than that. I've already made a fortune. Do you think I would care about your measly five million?"

"How about ten million, then? As long as you let me go, grasping you desire is possible! Even more money... no one would complain about having too much money!"

Fiona pleaded with Victoria. Having fallen into Victoria's hands, she had to lower herself and beg for a chance to escape, or else she might be doomed when Cedric dealt with her.

"Fiona, you don't even have the right to negotiate with me. Your family may have some fame in the business circle, but the Obrien family is nothing in my eyes. Do you really think I'm just a simple fashion designer? Do you know the Smith family?" Victoria said, making Fiona's face change instantly.

"What? Surprised? Fiona, you claim to be ruthless to anyone but Cedric, but now you'll just have to wait patiently for Cedric or Maia to deal with you. The Obrien family is finished this time!"

In an instant, Fiona's hopes shattered. Dressed lightly, she sat stiffly in the chair, her face ashen. She knew that this time, there was no way for her to escape. She could only be bound to this chair, sitting like a needle-felted mat, awaiting Cedric's judgment. This time, she was truly done for.

"You were too reckless. There's no time for regret now. Climbing onto Cedric is indeed a way to change your fate, but do you know who Cedric really is? He's not just any woman's prey," Victoria continued, leaving Fiona no room to think.

At that moment, the doorbell rang. Victoria walked towards the door and confirmed through the peephole that it was Hope before opening it.

"Vicky, have you seen my sister? She left the venue early, and I thought she had returned to the hotel, but she's not in our suite. She's not answering her phone either! I've been looking for her for a long time. Is she with you?" Hope asked anxiously, quickly glancing behind Victoria.

Hope had practically searched through the entire resort. She had made countless phone calls but received no news from Maia.

Accompanying her was Aiken, who also seemed eager to help in the search. However, upon seeing Victoria, he instinctively moved to the side.

"Fiona...?" Hope exclaimed in surprise as she saw Fiona, who was tied up with her limbs spread out.