The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 442

This week, Cordelia hadn't ventured outside much, opting to stay home to work on her thesis and

research projects. Even when she needed to eat, she would only go to the staff cafeteria, avoiding the

student dining hall, so she hadn't seen Harold for several days.

Samantha, on the other hand, had been away in another part of Birchwood shooting additional scenes Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

for her project, only returning to Birchwood College on Wednesday.

Since Wednesday was Cordelia's lecture day, she was keen to see how Cordelia and Harold were

getting along. She knew that her presence in Cordelia's lecture would irk Cordelia, but that was exactly

what she wanted.

On her way from her apartment in Unity Hall to the lecture hall, Cordelia bumped into a familiar face –

Tabitha, who was accompanied by a child.

Tabitha seemed surprised to see Cordelia. Her expression was filled with guilt.

Cordelia glanced at the little boy, who seemed to be a little over a year old, just learning to walk. He

had been running around, but as soon as Tabitha spotted Cordelia, she scooped him up, blocking the

child's face from view.

At that moment, Cordelia couldn't help but speculate. She had been skeptical about Tabitha's

pregnancy, suspecting Tabitha and Allison to be Alana's minions, who had concocted a scheme to get

Cordelia out of the country. Now, seeing Tabitha with a child of about one-year-old, Cordelia's belief in

this theory escalated from 60 percent to 90 percent.

And Tabitha's evasive behavior only deepened her suspicions.

Without saying a word, Cordelia wanted to approach them. Although she didn't want any connection

with Ronan, the situation was inevitably upsetting.

Tabitha stepped forward, guilt written on her face. "Mrs. Evans, I didn't mean to upset you. I've been off

work lately and came here to visit a classmate who works here."

Cordelia remained silent, shooting Tabitha a single glance before striding away.

She never got a clear look at Tabitha's child.

Cordelia then headed for her lecture hall. Samantha was waiting for her inside. It was a public lecture,

and the university had already been informed of the film crew's presence, so Cordelia had no grounds

to turn Samantha away. She just needed to ignore Samantha.

She was annoyed. After she finally found some peace at Birchwood College, Alana still wouldn't let up,

sending over these irritating individuals.

She focused on her lecture. Cordelia's classes were unusual. Apart from Harold, all the students tacitly

chose to sit at the back of the room. Cordelia had grown accustomed to it.

Today, Cordelia had chosen a case study of a certain company, asking her students to work on the

company's balance sheet.

The students busied themselves with calculations while Cordelia moved around the room, providing

guidance where necessary. However, she deliberately avoided two places - Harold's side and

Samantha's side.

Eventually, Cordelia asked the students to submit their results.

"Has everyone balanced the balance sheet?" Cordelia scanned the room.

"Balanced," came the scattered responses. Some students were still pondering.

"All balanced?" Cordelia questioned. "Raise your hand if your balance sheets are balanced."

Everyone except Harold raised their hands.

Cordelia no longer had a choice but to address Harold. "You didn't balance it?" Cordelia asked Harold.

The students chuckled quietly.

Samantha watched the scene unfold with interest. She didn't understand balance sheets or what it

meant to balance them, but she found Harold's defiance rather appealing.

"It couldn't be balanced. It's impossible to balance it," Harold declared.

"It seems that only Harold got this problem right. The company is heavily in debt; it's impossible to

balance the books. The rest of you fell for it."

"Harold clearly has the best home education."

"He's certainly been given a leg up."