That evening, Elijah brought Ben back to his house, and the two of them got drunk in the living room.
"If I had been less suspicious of her and proposed to her directly, would she still have run away?"
Ben was drunk, and there was a slight blush on his handsome cheeks.
Although Elijah knew it was too late to say anything now, he still seriously considered this question.
"After you propose to her, go to City Hall the next morning, and she won't run away."
Ben raised an eyebrow. "So hasty? Don't we need a prenuptial agreement?"
Elijah sneered, "It's already good enough if she's willing to marry you. You're thinking too much."
Ben paused momentarily, then said, "When did I become so passive?"
In the past, wasn't it always Imogen who took the initiative to please him?
Elijah knew it in his heart, but he didn't expose it.
"Elijah, why are you so calm? Aren't you worried at all?" Ben's head was spinning as he tried to look at Elijah.
"If I were really that calm, I wouldn't be drinking with you. Just the night before yesterday, Cordelia stayed at my place and played the piano for me."
As Elijah spoke, his gaze drifted towards her bedroom.
He had locked that bedroom, and no one was allowed in without his permission.
Suddenly, his shoulder was tapped.
Elijah snapped out of his thoughts and saw Ben's drunken face appearing beside him. "It's all because of me, bro. Cordelia must have run away with Imogen."
"I think so. We were so good the last night. She was willing to kiss me in front of the piano." Elijah said with a distant gaze.
Maybe this sentence ignited Ben's competitiveness, and he said, "Imogen was very obedient that night, letting me kiss her casually and even let me listen to her stomach."
Elijah regained his composure and looked at him coldly, saying, "So what? She still ran away, didn't she?"
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