The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 53

Cordelia came home and told Barney, "I'm not really feeling like eating tonight."

Concerned, Barney asked, "Why aren't you eating? Are you on a diet or something?"

"No, Barney. I already ate at work."

"Don't just go on diet for the sake of it, health comes first," Barney said with genuine concern.

After a brief chat with Barney, Cordelia headed upstairs.

Around eight in the evening, Cordelia started experiencing stomach pain.

Sweating profusely, her stomach in knots, she curled up in bed.

Upon seeing Cordelia's condition, Ronan frowned, "Are you running a fever?"

"I don't think so," she replied, her teeth chattering and drenched in sweat.

Looking at Ronan's expression, Cordelia felt a sense of unpredictability. She grabbed his wrist, "What did I do wrong? I just can't seem to read you."

Ronan just stared at her, "Now's not the time for this."

He shot her a stern look.

Cordelia didn't dare to say another word.

"We're going to the hospital," Ronan said, lifting Cordelia off the bed and heading downstairs.

At the nearest private hospital, Ronan set Cordelia down.

With the height of 170cm, Cordelia weighed around 50kg. Once inside the hospital, she noticed beads of sweat on Ronan's forehead.

In that moment, Cordelia found those eyes even more comforting.

"You don't need to carry me, I'm not that sick, I can walk." Cordelia said, even though her stomach pain was worsening. She didn't think much of it since she had experienced worse.

"So what would you consider a serious illness?" Ronan retorted.

Cordelia was speechless, not knowing if life-threatening or vegetative state-inducing diseases were considered serious.

The doctor quickly examined Cordelia and diagnosed her with gastritis.

She had eaten cold food at work which had triggered it.

Soon, Cordelia was moved to a private room.

Ronan stayed by her side.

Cordelia felt a bit embarrassed.

"According to the doctor, you need to be on IV for three days."

"Three days? There goes another weekend," Cordelia muttered under her breath.

Ronan was speechless.

The next day, everyone in the company knew about Cordelia's leave because the microwave in the Finance Department had been replaced.

The microwave had been broken for some time, but it was only replaced when Cordelia fell ill.

Apparently, Cordelia had quite the influence.

"Isn't it obvious? Cordelia got sick just when Deanna brought food for everyone at the company. It's clear she's playing games," the company gossiped.

"Can't Cordelia use some tactics against Deanna who's clearly after Mr. Evans? She just wiped out all of Deanna's brownie points."

The entire company was abuzz with rumors.

When this reached Brooklyn, she defended, "Don't talk nonsense, Cordelia isn't like that."

No one dared to say anything more, they just whispered behind her back. After all, Cordelia was quite the strategist, and Mr. Evans seemed to listen to her.

They didn't want to risk retribution.