The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 174

Cordelia didn't expect her mom to catch on to this.

"What's wrong with him giving me a check?" Cordelia asked.

"Don't you find it strange? Since when do husbands give their wives checks? And it's a round number

too, fifty grand, like he's shopping. Della, are you hiding something from me?" Shelley laid a hand on

Cordelia's shoulder.

Shelley had always thought that a man of Ronan's status wouldn't go for a girl like Cordelia. Cordelia

was pretty, but her family...

"It's nothing, mom." Cordelia's face turned pale.

"I've watched you grow up, what happened? Is it because of my illness?" Shelley was heartbroken for

Cordelia.

Her illness, her son didn't care about it, and only this daughter was willing to give up everything, even

sell herself. Shelley had a hunch.

"No mom, it’s not what you think." Cordelia firmly denied.

But Shelley had figured it out. Yes, that was it.

"How long is he keeping you?" Shelley asked Cordelia, feeling angry and heartbroken, "Tell me. If it's a

sugar daddy deal, then why did he marry you?"

"Mom, stop asking." Cordelia turned around, facing the window.

"Tell me. I was sick before and couldn't take care of you. Now that I'm better, I can't just let it go. I won't

allow my daughter to treat herself like this. How much did he give you?" Shelley started to cry. She

thought Cordelia was living a happy life, but it turned out like this.

Cordelia stubbornly kept her mouth shut.

"Tell me. He already knows his cornea is from your father. When I woke up, I did not know his

relationship with you, and I thought he was here because of your father."

Cordelia lowered her head, unconsciously touching the cup next to her.

No wonder he wanted to give her mom the house that day, and also gave Adrian a house. He even put

all his properties under Cordelia's name. Turned out he knew everything. His generosity was not

without reason.

It seemed that mom told him before Christmas, which meant, by Christmas, he already knew that

Deanna's dad wasn't his benefactor, but he was still so warm to Deanna, not holding it against her for

lying to him for six years.

It was clear that being the one that he held dearly had nothing to do with who his benefactor was.

"How long is he keeping you?" Mom asked again. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"Till Barney passes away." Cordelia said softly.

"So the marriage was for his grandfather to see, no wonder," Shelley muttered to herself, "How much

did he give you?"

"He said he'd give five million in total when we divorce." Cordelia's mood hit rock bottom.

"Della, listen to me, we won't take this money, however much you have spent of his, give it back to him.

You're already married, and his grandfather is still sick, so let's not divorce for now. Love is very

precious, and I don't want you to be sacrificing your feelings while taking his money. Understand? This

way, he'll only look down on you more. I don't want my daughter to be looked down on by anyone."

Shelley said seriously, "We'll talk about the rest later."

Cordelia nodded solemnly.

"How much do you still owe him?" Shelley asked Cordelia.

Cordelia calculated carefully, realizing she still owed 930000 dollara, including her mom's hospital bills,

her clothing expenses, and the gifts she bought him. Cordelia had tried to save as much as possible.

"You pay him back with what you have now, and pay the rest gradually."

Cordelia nodded in understanding. Little did they know, Jamie overheard their conversation from

outside. He was just here to see how Cordelia and her mom were doing. He knew about their arranged

marriage before, but only learned about the details today. Jamie felt like he should do something for

Cordelia.

Her grandmother's surgery was very successful, Cordelia stayed at the hospital for three days, only

returning home after her grandmother's condition stabilized. Shelley and Judy had been at the hospital

taking care of her grandmother.

On her first day back in Millstone, Cordelia transferred all her money into a bank card. That night, she

left the card on Ronan's bedside table.

Ronan had finished his shower and was toweling off his hair, wrapped only in a robe. "What's this?" He

saw the bank card.