The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 387

Cordelia cast a look around her bedroom, then she said, "Since ancient times, scholars have always had to endure hardship. Pursuit of knowledge is tough, and life is tough. If one is surrounded by luxury, they may forget their original purpose. Barney's home was filled with substantial, yet humble decor; he was a man of great wisdom. Taylor chose this place because of its proximity to his office. None of us find anything inappropriate about it."

Her words made Ronan regard her with new respect.

Ronan slowly strode towards her. Gradually, Cordelia's heart pounded like a drum. She had already been drinking, and now, with the heat of the moment, her face quickly became flushed.

"What are you afraid of?" He asked.

"Afraid? What do I have to be afraid of?" Cordelia feigned nonchalance.

She then walked to the window and drew the curtains. She was afraid of those men in black suits watching her all the time; it wasn't good for Ronan, and even worse for her child.

"Why’re you drawing the curtains? So impatient." Ronan's tone was rich with teasing. He knew why she was drawing the curtains; someone was watching her.

Cordelia's room was small, and as she returned from drawing the curtains, she passed by Ronan, who sniffed the air. "Have you been drinking?" He asked.

"Yes." Cordelia sat down on the bed, exhausted.

"Who were you drinking with?"

"A friend, you..." Cordelia was about to say, "Someone you don't know," but then she remembered that he did know Petra.

But she didn't want Ronan to know that Petra was also in America.

"A man or a woman?" Ronan asked, his attention half on Cordelia and half on exploring her room.

"A woman. Why are you in America?" Cordelia asked Ronan.

"I missed you." He finally finished examining the furnishing in Cordelia's room. There was no trace of any other man, and her books were all marked up, showing that she was indeed a diligent student who focused on her studies to the exclusion of all else.

Cordelia's face flushed slightly.

Cordelia's heart was racing, and she was struggling to keep up.

At this moment, she felt a bit regretful, thinking how foolish she had been to heed the words of the man in the black suit and rush off to America. Even though she'd always wanted to study in America and Ronan had always opposed it, she didn't expect to end up in a situation where she couldn't even go home. Moreover, Cordelia realized that she had underestimated Ronan's power.

"Did you go abroad because of me?" Ronan stared intensely into Cordelia's eyes.

Cordelia hesitated, looking away and lowering her voice. "Don't flatter yourself. I've always wanted to study in America, but you were the one who wouldn't let me. And you're also the one who wouldn't let me return home!"

"I'm allowing you to come home now. I can't argue with you anymore." Ronan said.

"I want to see my child! I want to video call him!" Cordelia demanded, lifting her head.

Just then, there was a knock on Cordelia's bedroom door.