Will You Marry Me, Again

He could hardly hold onto the phone as he typed a reply with trembling fingers.

“’'m back, Maia.”

However, she would never return home now because of him.

Due to the strong wind, the fire raged until dawn.

“Have they found her?” Cedric asked Baz calmly, despite his agony.

With his head hung low, Baz replied, “They’re still trying to find where the fire started. They think it should be the kitchen...” “I'm asking if they have found her!”

Baz took a deep breath. “The fire burned for almost three hours, and the whole building has turned into ruins. It would take time to find her remains if we ever do...”

“| don’t fucking care! Just find her.”

“Yes, sir.”

Cedric’s phone rang as he stared at the ruins. He wished it was a call from her, but he knew it was impossible. He answered it, and Zera’s voice said, “Cedric, the police said they've found Mom, and she’s fine!”

“Okay.”

“Where are you, Cedric?”

He hung up without a reply. The only person he wanted to talk to now was Maia.

The raging fire attracted the attention of the public, but Cedric suppressed the news about Maia’s death for the sake of the Larkin and Burgess families. Those who knew didn’t dare talk

about it.

Because her remains could not be found, her memory could only be honored by a memorial.

No one would have expected that she would die the day after their wedding anniversary.

In the Burgess Winery, Nigel asked angrily, “Why, Errol? Why'd you let him build her memorial on Prismara Hill?” Erroll pulled out his phone and typed, “This is what she wanted.”

“What do you mean?” Nigel was both taken aback and baffled.

“She once told me she belonged to Cedric, even in death.”

Nigel took a deep breath and said sadly, “Well, if this is what she wanted...” He knew it was not his place to intervene.

Errol nodded. “Thank you, Nigel. Maia had always been grateful to you.

“It wasn’t gratitude that | wanted from her.” He wanted her to love him, but she was devoted to Cedric. Nigel turned to leave and brushed by Cedric at the door.

Errol noticed that the attractive man had become haggard and had lost weight in just a few days. He was surprised that a powerful businessman like Cedric would be in this state as a result of his sister’s death.

Errol’s fingers shook as he typed the words. “Cedric, my sister had devoted herself to you and even died because of you. | can never forgive you. Even if she came back to life, | doubt Maia would either.”

At the mention of his beloved sister, tears soon welled up in his eyes.

Errol handed an exquisite crystal music box to Cedric. “I found this when | was sorting through her belongings. | saw what was inside and thought you should have it.”

Narrowing hisOwned by NôvelDrama.Org.

eyes, Cedric recognized the music box.