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The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 242

Ronan carried Cordelia's suitcases to her room before he took a seat on the soft and plush couch.

"Ma'am, my room is over there," Janice pointed out to a room shaded in twilight.

"Do you have a problem with my room?" Ronan asked Cordelia, his gaze fixed on her.

Cordelia was momentarily speechless. Although the house was in her name, she hadn't paid a dime for it. "No objections," she finally managed to say.

"Janice will be responsible for cooking. Try to stay upstairs as much as you can," Ronan instructed. "If you need anything and feel uncomfortable asking me, ask Janice."

"The children aren't yours. You don't have to go through all this trouble!" Cordelia burst out.

Cordelia remained standing by the entrance, where she could see Ronan's profile. She noticed a vein throb on his temple.

"Ma'am, why pick a quarrel with Mr. Evans? It does you no good to irritate him,” Janice tried to mediate.

"Also, we're divorced now. You don't have to call me 'ma'am' anymore," Cordelia said to Janice.

"Well..." Janice was in a tight spot.

"Just call her Cordelia!" Ronan threw out coldly before he got up from the couch and went to his room to change.

Cordelia also retreated to her room. After she had roughly tidied up, she pulled out her diary. The diary she used to hand in daily was now hers to keep. She felt liberated, writing freely.

She jotted down the rollercoaster of events that had occurred recently. She could lie to Ronan, but she couldn't deceive herself in the future. Her diary was a truthful record of her life. She locked her diary in the drawer of her desk after writing.

Next door, in Ronan's room, he was scanning a pile of photocopied pages. They were entries from Cordelia's old diary.

Ronan had figured that if Cordelia knew he was reading her diary, she wouldn't write honestly. So, he had his assistant photocopy her diary daily, paying careful attention to her small traps, like a hair or a bookmark that marked her place. Her diary was full of harsh words for him, scoundrel, bastard, and more. Unfortunately, he wouldn't have her diary to read anymore.

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Cordelia couldn't sleep well that night, waking up frequently and feeling drowsy during the day. Her biological clock was in chaos. After writing in her diary, she crawled into bed and turned off the lights. In her drowsy state, she thought she heard noises. Voices from the living room. Ronan's voice.

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