The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 264

Ronan glanced at Cordelia, who seemed to be in a daze. Her cell phone nearly slipped from her grasp. Entering her room, he asked, "What's for lunch?"

Ronan furrowed his brows, took her phone, and probably read the messages from the group chat and the ones sent by Jamie. "What's happened to your guts? All you do is cry!" After saying this, Ronan walked out of the room.

He strolled around the living room, making a phone call. Cordelia could recognize a few familiar words. Will, GreenPeace Enterprises, and many names of the projects that Cordelia got from him last time. Cordelia heard them all but couldn't make sense of anything. She was too overwhelmed to listen to his words.

When Ronan walked into her room again, Cordelia swiftly wiped her tears away.

"Why are you avenging me? I thought you didn't want me to work with him?" Cordelia's voice was filled with a pitiful undertone.

"That's my business. No one else can interfere!"

Cordelia didn’t quite understand what he meant. Her mind was clouded, and she didn’t want to think about it.

"What's for lunch?" he asked her again.

"I just had breakfast. I don’t feel like eating." Cordelia shook her head.

Last year had been hard on Cordelia. She lost her mother, and Barney. Now, she was getting a feeling that this year's fortune wasn't going to be any better.

"Let's go out for lunch," Ronan suggested, taking her hand.

"I don’t want to. I’m tired." Cordelia slumped onto the bed, lying on her side. Her hands lay flat beneath her temples as she stared blankly at the scenery outside the window.

"Tired already? You know your nose will grow if you lie." Ronan’s tone was softer now. For some reason, the mention of her nose growing made Cordelia's tears flow even more fiercely. It felt as if their relationship had returned to those rosy times when both her mother and Barney were still alive.

"What's wrong?" Ronan sat by her bedside, stroking her hair as he watched her tears streaming down. "They won’t get a single project this year."

It seemed like he was trying to comfort her, like offering her a sweet treat.

"Why is Millstone so empty all of a sudden?" Even though it was holiday season, the bare winter trees coupled with the scant vehicle and pedestrian traffic didn't give off any festive vibes.

"People have gone home for the holidays," Ronan said. "How about some Italian for lunch?"

Cordelia shook her head. "I’m not hungry, I’ll just watch you eat."

"Are you sure you won't get hungry?" he teased Cordelia.

"I’m not in a good mood. I’m really down," Cordelia responded.

Ronan simply looked at her, not saying anything else. Last year, they were a family. This year, it was just the two of them, having been through months of resentment.

Now, this resentment was gradually fading away.