The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 251

Once inside the car, Cordelia heaved a sigh of relief. Having secured two contracts, she could look forward to a busy period ahead.

"Aren't you going to celebrate with karaoke this time?" Ronan asked out of the blue.

Cordelia knew he was mocking her. She turned her head even further towards the window. "Depends on the company!"

"So, are you implying that I'm only good for karaoke and sleepovers?" he probed further.

Ronan was seated in the front, with Cordelia in the back. His gaze kept darting to her through the rear-view mirror. At the mention of "sleepovers," a flush crept up Cordelia's cheeks. "So, I guess I stood you up then?" she retorted.

"And you found someone else to fill in?" he shot back.

"You seem pretty pleased with the outcome. After all, I still got the contracts." Cordelia's voice dripped with disdain for Ronan.

"True. I can't beat you. You've already brought the bastard home before the divorce papers are even signed." Ronan's voice was laced with bitterness.

"If it's a bastard, why did you help me secure the contracts? Don't think I didn't notice your power play back there." Cordelia bit back, suppressing the anger bubbling within her.

"Well, I don't need the whole world knowing I've been cuckolded!" Ronan's voice was a low, gravelly growl.

Cordelia turned her face toward the window, her chest rising and falling with suppressed emotion. Ronan's words were harsh, and she was struggling to hold back her tears.

Upon reaching their apartment complex, Cordelia got out of the car and headed straight upstairs without a word. Ronan followed, laden with documents.

Back in her own room, Cordelia sat at her desk, sulking. Ronan came in carrying the documents. As soon as he entered, she turned her head away. Without uttering a word, Ronan placed the documents on the desk and left.

That evening, Ronan didn't come home. Only she and Janice were left for dinner. "God knows where he's off gallivanting now!" Cordelia said, her voice laced with annoyance.

"Probably at Pearl Palms, looking after Della." Janice offered.

"Who?" Cordelia frowned.