This was completely different from their usual chats. Zephyr would never ramble about these to her!
Therefore, there were only two possibilities in regard to his unusual behavior.
First, he was indirectly blaming her for not giving him a child. Second, was he having thoughts about… abandoning her?
Cordelia stopped what she was doing abruptly. She had dove right into this train of thought, and her tears welled up right away with the pang she felt.
“Cordelia… Darling!” Zephyr panicked. “I don’t mean it like that. You’ve misunderstood me!”
“Don’t touch me!” Cordelia cried and picked up his pillow to throw it outside.
Zephyr put himself in front of her frantically and wanted to use the trick Nicholas had taught him. Before he was able to get on his knees, though, Cordelia had shoved him out of the door alongside a blanket!
Zephyr patted the bedroom door and finally understood what the idiom ‘a cat on a hot tin roof’ meant—as well as ‘shooting himself in the foot’. Had he turned stupid after just a meal with Josiah? Why was he speaking on Rowan’s behalf!?
There was no sound from the bedroom after a long time. It seemed that Cordelia was not going to open the door for him tonight.
Zephyr did not go to the guest room but curled up on the couch, hugging the blanket. The couch was by the window, and he could see Ginger, which was freezing in the cold outside from where he was.
He opened a crack in the door, and Ginger scurried inside. Seeing that Zephyr did not chase it out, it hopped onto the couch and snuggled into his blanket.
“Meow!”
Zephyr lay down and gently patted its head.
“Ginger, your mom’s got a huge temper,” he murmured.
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