The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 420

Callum's call had left Cordelia lost in thought for quite a while.

After polishing her presentation script and reviewing her lesson plans - tomorrow was going to be a hectic day, as the academic office had scheduled all her weekly classes on Wednesday - she finally went to bed well past eleven.

The next day, Cordelia headed to Unity Hall for her classes. Along the way, she noticed that her fellow students were glancing at her more than usual.

Cordelia was perplexed. Was there something wrong with her outfit, or was her makeup inappropriate?

She bumped into Petra, who was also on her way to class. "Off to teach, Petra?" She asked Petra.

Petra grinned smugly. "Yes, indeed, Ms. Haselwood, the porcelain doll."

"What?" Cordelia was even more confused now.

"Why don't you go see for yourself?" Petra suggested before striding away.

Cordelia hurried into her classroom, still mystified. "Let's start the class," she announced to her students, who were all suppressing smiles as though they were anticipating some sort of spectacle.

The only person she saw sitting in the third row was Harold, who was lounging in his seat, his arms folded across his chest, staring at Cordelia with a provocative gaze.

Maybe if she could go back seven or eight years, she wouldn't have given Logan, who faded in comparison to Harold, a second glance in college.

"Is...is my teaching inadequate?" Cordelia, still a novice teacher, was somewhat insecure. The students had all moved to the back of the room as soon as the class began. Could she really represent the young teachers with this level of teaching?

She looked at the students in bewilderment.