His Untamed Rose novel Chapter 92

The car door swung open. A family doctor and several house staff worked together to help the tall, broad-shouldered man up the stairs.

The moment Cedric stepped out, Lumina felt a jolt of alarm shoot through her.

It had been three years, and never once had she seen him look so pale and exhausted. He looked ill.

Lumina stood frozen, anxiety knotting her insides.

What kind of sickness could reduce a man who’d always seemed indestructible to this frail state?

She hesitated for several seconds, then instinctively started forward, wanting to check on him—when Hilton’s voice called from behind. “Ms. Jardin, I’d like to have a word with you.”

She stopped, glancing back as Hilton opened the car door for her. “Shall we talk inside?”

She gave him a wary look but slid into the passenger seat. The interior still carried Cedric’s familiar scent. After just a few days apart, the feeling of stepping back into his world was almost surreal.

Her gaze remained fixed on the slightly ajar front door, her heartbeat a wild, tangled mess, anxiety coiling tighter by the second.

Hilton reached into the glove compartment and placed a few items in front of her: “Ms. Jardin, here’s your phone, your wallet, and your restored bank card. Mr. Royce asked me to return them to you. He said you’re free to leave the manor now.”

Lumina didn’t reach for them immediately. She stared at Hilton, unmoving. “What happened to Cedric? Where has he been these past few days?”

Faced with her barrage of questions, Hilton answered in an even, understated tone, “Five days ago, Mr. Royce went to see your mother, Tiana. He stayed for hours, finally convincing her to testify before the police that it was Yael and Yadiel who had framed you. She also handed over evidence of Yael’s years of embezzlement.”

Lumina’s breath caught, a rush of complicated emotions flooding her chest. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. After all this, it was Tiana—the last person she’d expected to help her—who had cleared her name.

“Why did Cedric go to my mother?” she whispered, biting her lip. “He doesn’t even know my family. Just because I mentioned Tiana was there, he rushed straight to her?”

Hilton paused for a moment, then sighed. “Mr. Royce told me not to mention this, but I think you deserve to know.”

“When he went to see Tiana, he stood in the pouring rain, knocking for four hours before she finally answered. By the time she let him in, his hair and cheeks were rimed with frost, his nose was purple from the cold, his knuckles raw and bleeding from knocking.”

Hilton’s voice softened, pained. “He did all this just to resolve things quickly, so you could have one peaceful night’s sleep.”

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