The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 168

Cordelia hurried downstairs to see her mom chilling on the couch. Janice was preparing dinner, which

would be served soon.

Earlier, Shelley had sneakily asked Janice who that chick they saw last night was. Janice said it was © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

some famous actress, Deanna. But now, Shelley was looking for Cordelia. Deanna was old news.

"Mom, what's up?" Cordelia asked Shelley, with one hand resting on Shelley's shoulder, and the two of

them looked very close.

"Jamie, your brother’s boss, just texted me to wish me well. Such a sweet kid," Shelley replied to

Jamie's message while speaking.

Shelley's smartphone was a new gift from Cordelia, and she was still getting the hang of it. Typing was

a struggle.

In Cordelia's mind, she thought, "Why is everyone mentioning Jamie today?"

Just as she was about to change the topic, her mom asked, "Jamie's a good catch, isn't he? How old is

he again? Got a girlfriend?"

"He just turned 30. Pretty sure he's single. Mom, can we not talk about him?" Cordelia tried to steer the

conversation elsewhere.

"Why not?" Ronan descended from the stairs, his voice oozing charm.

Cordelia's face went a weird shade of red. So unlucky just after Christmas, perhaps it was going to be

a tough year.

"I asked Della how old Jamie is because I wanted to introduce him to a girlfriend. He came to see me

and even sent me messages; he's a really nice person," Shelley said with a smile, holding her phone.

"Well, really? Maybe we should ask him if he's got someone in mind?" Ronan quipped, enjoying

Cordelia's discomfort.

"Yeah, Della, do you know what kind of girl Jamie's into?" Shelley turned to Cordelia.

"Mom, why are you so eager to get him a girlfriend? He's not even as that eager as you. Let's eat."

Cordelia suggested, taking a seat at the table.

Cordelia casually glanced at the food on the table and said to Janice, "Merry Christmas, Janice. You've

worked hard all year."

"Not at all. Cordelia, I overheard some chatter in the living room saying you turned 24 this year. You've

gotta be more careful when doing things in the future." Janice cautioned Cordelia as she set the table.

"Watch your back."

"She almost forgot her own age yesterday, not only can't remember her own age, but can't even recall

Ronan's age. Is she really suitable to be someone else's wife?" Shelley looked at Cordelia and said.

Normally, it was just banter. But Ronan wasn't laughing. He remembered clearly. She mentioned earlier

that the guy had just turned 30. She just didn't know his exact age.

During the meal, Ronan's expression remained very aloof, but he was generally not very talkative

either.

After dinner, Cordelia lingered downstairs and was reluctant to go upstairs. She was now somewhat

afraid of him.

"Della, spend some time with Ronan while you can. You've been with me for a while and he might be

feeling left out. Go on," Shelley nudged Della. "Barney's already taking his nap, I should get some rest

too."

Cordelia knew her mom was still a bit weak, so she couldn't stay downstairs for too long. Back in their

room, she found that Ronan had drawn the curtains and switched on the bedside lamp.

He must have woken up early and was now reading, probably planning to go to sleep early.

Cordelia hadn't finished organizing her clothes yesterday, and was intending to continue. With spring

approaching, she needed to find her spring clothes.

"Do you know anything other than the name of the person you are sleeping with is Ronan?" His voice

floated over from behind Cordelia.

Cordelia paused in her packing. "How could I not know?"

She knew Ronan was referring to the age thing. That was because Jamie had just told her about it on

Christmas.

Ronan had never mentioned his age. And besides, she didn't care about his age.

"What else do you know? That I give you money to spend?"

Cordelia continued to pack, pulling out all the clothes and neatly folding them on the bed. "I know

everything about you." Cordelia blurted out, her voice ringing with defiance.

"Well, really? Like what?" Ronan put his book down and stared at Cordelia.

"I just bought you underwear, so there." Cordelia's face flushed, like she was pumping herself up.

She wanted to say: Ronan was someone very close to her. Ever since she spotted him in the snow

yesterday, she felt a strange closeness to him. Plus, he got a cat and named it Della.

"Well? You know my size?" Ronan smirked. "And do you know who sent those flowers?"

"I don't know. I only know they're from you." Cordelia shot back at Ronan.

"That guy must be heartbroken, huh? To meet someone as clueless as you."

Cordelia clenched her teeth, falling silent.