The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 95

While Cordelia was taking a shower, Ronan texted his assistant to do a background check on her school records.

Cordelia was snuggled up in bed, all warm and cozy. It was the start of winter and the heating had just kicked in, so it was still a bit chilly. Plus, she just got out of the shower, so she felt extra cold.

"So why did you choose to work at Lumos Enterprises?" Ronan asked Cordelia, who was in his arms.

Cordelia hesitated for a moment, "Everyone in Millstone knows you're a looker."

"Is that so? Did you have a thing for me from the start?" Ronan queried.

Cordelia burst into laughter, avoiding further comment on the subject.

The next day, while Cordelia was at work, The Suit Gallery delivered two shirts, one dark grey and one navy blue. Both shirts were custom-made to the measurements she provided last time.

A shop assistant waited in Cordelia's office, asking if Ronan could try them on. If they didn't fit, they could take them back for alterations and have them ready by the afternoon.

Cordelia thought it over. Ronan had never worn a navy blue shirt before and he was picky about his clothes. She decided it was best to let him see it first. So she texted Ronan, [The Suit Gallery has dropped off two shirts for you to try on. They can take them back for alterations if they don't fit.]

Ronan replied, [Bring them up.]

Cordelia left the shop assistant in the conference room and went to find Ronan with the shirts.

Once she arrived at his office, she noticed a middle-aged woman she didn't recognize. The woman was eyeing her with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

"These are the shirts. Since you haven't worn this color before, I thought you might not like it, so I brought them here for you to check them out." Cordelia placed the shirts neatly on the table, revealing the labels.

"What do you think?" Ronan looked up at Cordelia.

"Hmm." Cordelia looked at the shirts and said, "I think they're lovely. Everything looks good on you."

Ronan chuckled, "Everything looks good when you're looking at someone you love."

"I'm serious." Cordelia protested, thinking, “What's gotten into Ronan? He's even saying things like this. Kinda cheesy, but I'm happy.”

Without arguing further, Ronan said, "Come with me to try them on."

"Where to?" Cordelia asked, glancing again at the middle-aged woman.

If they were alone, Ronan could just try on the shirts in his office.

"The bathroom. Let's go." Ronan led Cordelia to the bathroom.

Once they were behind closed doors, Cordelia had Ronan bend down so she could whisper in his ear, "Who's that lady outside?"

Cordelia wondered if that woman was a relative of Ronan's, hadn't she done something wrong?

"Don't worry about it. She's not important." Ronan began changing clothes.

Cordelia was skilled at helping Ronan change, her movements smooth and practiced.

As she helped him change, she whispered, "I thought she was someone from your family. She scared me for a second."