The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 459

A child's voice answered the knock on the door.

"Who's there?" He asked.

"It's me, I brought you something," Cordelia replied, wondering why only Callum was at home.

"Hold on."

Concerned about Callum, Cordelia nervously waited outside the door.

Callum scurried to the bathroom door and knocked. "Dad, big sister's here. Are you done yet?"

Ronan, in the midst of showering, froze. “She's here?”

"Just a moment, I'll be right there."

"Dad, you gotta turn on the charm," Callum said. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

After exiting the bathroom, Ronan told Callum, "Go to bed."

Callum made an OK sign with his hand. "I know you're trying to woo her. You have to do it before

Harold does. I believe in you! Go for it!"

"Cheeky boy."

In no time, Ronan was at the door, opening it for Cordelia.

Standing before Cordelia was a dashing figure, clad only in a towel around his waist, looking incredibly

handsome and enticing.

"Come in," Ronan said, towel-drying his hair.

"Where's Callum? He answered the door just now," Cordelia looked around for Callum. She was

disappointed when she couldn't find him.

"He's asleep. I was showering and didn't hear the door."

Cordelia placed the toy car she brought for Callum on the table, not daring to look directly at Ronan.

"This is from Brooklyn for Callum. I just brought it over."

"Why deliver it at night?" Ronan asked casually.

And she chose to come when he was showering? Did she plan to do something tonight?

"Just got back, afraid I'll forget tomorrow, so I brought it over for Callum," Cordelia replied.

In fact, she was afraid of attracting attention during the day.

"Don't you have any questions for me?" He asked, lounging on the couch. His legs were spread,

revealing a view that was not suitable for children.

"What questions?" Cordelia really didn't know what to ask Ronan.

Ronan was thinking that Cordelia would question him about Tabitha.

Ronan paused in drying his hair. "No questions, really? Did you manage to explain to him?"

"Who?"

"Your admirer."

"Yes, I sought out Janice. Harold understands everything now."

Suddenly, Ronan lifted his gaze to meet Cordelia's. "Aren't you regretful that your perfect match was

ruined?"

"I didn't think of it that way! I never thought I'd have such a scandal upon my arrival," Cordelia replied

sternly. Her serious demeanor was indeed more charismatic than it was three years ago.

"A young, handsome basketball player with great bedroom skills. Don't you like that?" He asked,

teasing Cordelia.

Cordelia turned away. "I'm not as bored and sexually frustrated as you!"

In fact, she was also implying the incident of him getting Tabitha pregnant.

"I don't have anyone to vent on," he said.

As she spoke, her chest rose and fell. Ronan's thoughts wavered momentarily, unable to resist. To

cover up, he stood and suddenly lifted Cordelia's chin. "You hate me, don't you?" he asked, squinting at

Cordelia.

"There's more than one reason for me to hate you!" Cordelia thought of the grave she had just visited.

In fact, since her mother's death, their relationship had never been the same.

Ronan guessed that she probably knew about Tabitha's pregnancy and that Tabitha's rumor was aimed

at Cordelia, which was why Cordelia had been away for three years. He didn't want to bring it up now.

There would be someone to handle it for him.

Ronan's Messenger kept beeping, he guessed it could be his assistant or Deanna, but he ignored them

all.