The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 125

Ronan lit up a smoke downstairs; considering his grandpa's health, he hardly ever smoked in the living

room. But now, he was in a funk, his view clouded with smoke.

Seeing his grandpa walk out of the bedroom, Ronan called out, "Gramps." He snuffed out his cigarette

in the ashtray.

"Did you have a spat with Della just now? There was quite a racket upstairs," Grandpa said, "Cut her

some slack. She's younger than you."

"Got it, Gramps," Ronan said, "I'll stay out for a few days. Take care of yourself."

With that, he grabbed his car keys and headed out the door.

"Ronan..." Grandpa called out.

Cordelia woke up at two in the morning, feeling sore all over. She looked around, but Ronan wasn't

beside her.

She changed into her pajamas and went downstairs,. The living room was dead quiet, and he wasn't

there. In his garage, there was one car missing—the Maybach he drove daily.

In all their time married, this was his first time not being home.

Cordelia wanted to shoot him a message on Messenger, but thinking about what happened yesterday

afternoon, she set her phone down. He might be in Deanna's bed.

Cordelia tried to steady her breathing, closing her eyes, but in the dead silence of night, she couldn't

fall asleep. Recalling the scene from this afternoon, she felt heartbroken.

The next day, Cordelia got up and Ronan didn't show up at the breakfast table. She wanted to ask

Barney and Janice where on earth Ronan had gone but couldn't bring herself to ask, she just sat there,

her emotions in turmoil.

"Della, did you have a row with Ronan yesterday?" Barney asked Cordelia.

Cordelia lowered her head to sip her oatmeal, and she nodded.

"Good, you finally managed to kick him out," Grandpa chuckled at Cordelia, "He can't always bully

you."

"Grandpa..." Faced with Barney's jest, Cordelia felt a little overwhelmed.

On that day, Cordelia didn't leave the house. She was busy tidying up her clothes and washing the bed

sheets. Suddenly, she realized that without him, the home felt like it was missing a lot. In his absence,

the bed seemed larger and lonelier.

The next day, Cordelia went to work in the Audit Department.

Wyatt assigned Cordelia a spot, making her the assistant to Milana, a woman in her forties who was an

auditor.

In this office, there were only two people, Cordelia and Milana. Milana was a career-oriented woman,

very friendly, but extremely serious about her work. She had been guiding Cordelia and paid no

attention to office gossip.

The Audit Department was on the top floor, like its own little world, the hustle and bustle outside

couldn't affect it, and those inside were uninterested in the outside gossip. They were all engrossed in

their work.

For the first time, Cordelia wanted to hear about Ronan, but couldn't catch a whisper.

Cordelia didn't know if Ronan went to work that day. At lunch, she and Brooklyn went out to a pizza

place.

"Do you know if Ronan came to work today?" Cordelia asked Brooklyn.

Brooklyn looked at Cordelia in surprise, "You're his wife, don't you know if he went to work?"

Cordelia didn't even have an appetite for her favorite pizza. Where the hell had he gone?

Cordelia honestly told Brooklyn about what had happened yesterday: Ronan somehow found out she

had given Jamie a bag and Jamie had given her a box of chocolates in return. When they got home, he

tore up Cordelia's book. The argument got heated and in the end, he left.

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"Some say that couples argue in the daytime and make up at night. Didn't you guys make up?"

Brooklyn joked with Cordelia.

"Stop it." Cordelia was in a bad mood, "Stop kidding around."

They did make up, but it wasn't pleasant. He had bullied her, Cordelia even hit him, and it was a scene

too painful to recall.

"So are you worried about him now?" Brooklyn asked.

"I suspect he went to Deanna," Cordelia spat out angrily.

She thought that if Ronan went to Deanna again, Deanna would definitely boast about it, she might

even hint at it on Facebook as a show of force to Cordelia.

Cordelia paid special attention to Deanna's Facebook today but didn't see anything unusual, she

couldn't ask Deanna directly. If Deanna knew Ronan had left home, she would be thrilled, wouldn't

she?

"How about we go shopping this afternoon?" Brooklyn asked Cordelia.

Cordelia nodded.