"Elijah, you haven't learned how to love yet." Cordelia's tone softened, her voice becoming gentler.
"Give me another chance, please?" Elijah fixed his gaze on her, earnestly saying, "I will get to know you again, respect you, and if my radical behavior makes you uncomfortable, I'll stop immediately."
In any case, he could do what Eason could do.
And he firmly believed that his place in Cordelia's heart was different from Eason's.
"Elijah, do you feel like someone is watching us?" Cordelia suddenly asked.
"Yes, I know. It's people from the Price Group," Elijah replied indifferently, not caring.
Cordelia frowned and pushed him away. "You should go back. We can talk later."
"Alright," Elijah didn't insist.
He watched Cordelia walk away, and when she glanced back at him, Elijah's heart skipped a beat.
How long had it been since she looked back at him?
Every time, she left with the most determined attitude.
During this time, Elijah had been anxious every day, afraid that she would find comfort in another man's arms.
This glance gave him confidence again, and his anxiously suspended heart finally relaxed.
Cordelia had intended to say something more to Elijah, but when she turned back and saw the longing look in his eyes, she didn't say that.
She couldn't stand it.
Angry as she was, now that the misunderstanding was resolved, she didn't reject Elijah as much as before.
But did she want to act like nothing had happened? Cordelia felt she couldn't indulge him like that.
Otherwise, in the future, wouldn't Elijah be able to leave her and come back as he pleased?
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