Cordelia clocked off from work, and it was already past eight in the evening. She deliberately dodged the peak hour, not wanting to head home with Ronan.
Once home, she found that Ronan hadn't returned yet.
"Della, you off work? Hungry?" Shelley asked Cordelia.
"I'm starved. Craving some Mexican burritos." Cordelia had a hankering for the taste of burritos.
"Alright, I'll ask Judy to whip some up for you," Shelley said with a grin.
Judy prepared the burritos for Cordelia, who sat at the dining table munching away while watching TV.
The space in Cordelia's home was quite small, with the dining table situated in the living room.
The doorbell rang, and Judy answered it.
In walked Ronan.
Cordelia had a dab of sauce at the corner of her mouth. She pretended not to notice and continued watching TV.
"Mr. Evans, why are you just getting here?" Judy asked Ronan, a bit in awe of him, probably because she had never seen such a high-class individual.
"I was afraid if I came too early, a certain someone wouldn't dare to come home." Ronan replied. His gaze remained fixed on Cordelia as he spoke.
Judy said, "Well, I'll leave you two to chat then," and retreated into the house.
Cordelia kept her head down, devouring her burrito, her demeanor seemingly unaffected by the presence of Ronan.
She was engrossed in a TV drama where the main characters were about to divorce. The female lead couldn't stand the man and was making a fuss about wanting a divorce. Cordelia thought, “How boring. If it were her, she would just give the guy the cold shoulder until he felt like she didn't even exist, that would lead to a natural divorce.”
"Just having that?" Ronan asked, sitting behind Cordelia on the couch.
"Mhm," Cordelia replied nonchalantly.
Ronan glanced at Cordelia's TV before asking her, "Any plans for Christmas? The holiday's just around the corner."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)