The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 145

Shelley was about to be discharged from the hospital.

Lately, Cordelia had been tidying up the house after work every day. Ever since Adrian moved out, the

house suddenly felt empty.

She also cleaned her room thoroughly, covering her bed with floral sheets. In this small bedroom, the

tranquil lighting reminded Cordelia of all the time she had spent here.

About twenty days later, Shelley was discharged from the hospital. Cordelia hired a caregiver to take

care of her mom.

"My mom's getting discharged, so I'm thinking of going home to keep her company for a while.

Grandpa should be okay, right?" Cordelia asked Ronan in their bedroom one day.

"How long will you be gone?" Ronan asked, looking at her.

"I'm not quite sure. My mom needs some time to adjust, and I'm not entirely comfortable with the

caregiver I just hired."

"Then go, call me if you need anything."

Cordelia responded with a "sure," then picked up her backpack, dragged her suitcase, and prepared to

leave the bedroom.

"Cordelia," Ronan called her from behind.

"Hmm?" Cordelia turned to look at him.

Slowly, Ronan approached her, pushed her against the wall, and kissed her. They rarely kissed

standing up like this, and Cordelia's body was filled with passion.

"Can I leave?" Cordelia said.

"Go."

Ronan didn't even see her off. He always thought it was a matter of time before they parted, so why not

now?

After saying goodbye to Barney downstairs, Cordelia left. The house suddenly became quiet.

Cordelia returned to her old house as if she had traveled back in time to six years ago. Her mom still

had difficulty moving around and needed to be in a wheelchair for some time. Occasionally, Cordelia

would lay on her mom's legs like a little girl, and her mom would stroke her hair and chat with her.

"Mom," Cordelia called.

"Hmm?"

Actually, Cordelia didn't have anything to say, she just wanted to hear her mom's response. Whenever

her mom answered her, tears would fall from Cordelia's eyes.

"Doesn't Ronan miss you after you left?" Shelley asked Cordelia.

"I don't know." It had been seven or eight days since Cordelia last saw him. After all, they were superior

and subordinate, and their statuses were vastly different, so it was normal not to see each other often

in the company.

After work, they rarely texted each other on Messenger, unless it was something really important.

Ever since Cordelia joined the Audit Department, she quit Lumos Star and stopped attending training

sessions. She just wanted to be a professional accountant, not a manager.

"How did you meet Ronan?" Her mom asked Cordelia.

"Lumos Enterprises is the biggest company in Millstone. I met him when I went for an interview. Mom,

don't tell him about dad's cornea." Cordelia emphasized again. She didn't know why she didn't want to

tell him. Maybe because if she did, it would be like holding him hostage, and making him hesitate about

ever wanting a divorce.

A favor was a favor, love was love, and Cordelia understood the difference clearly. She didn't know how

their relationship would change if Ronan found out about it.

Shelley seemed a little uncomfortable. She hesitated and nodded. "Then how did you guys start

dating? I mean, someone of his status would usually be with a..."

Upon hearing this, Cordelia knew that her mom was doubting her marriage. After all, it was common for

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"Mom, I am really good-looking, you know that, right? We started dating during a team-building event

and got married not long ago. Besides, he's a good person." Cordelia couldn't help but defend herself.

"Hmm."

In the evening, as Cordelia went out to throw away the trash and was about to go upstairs, she saw a

car parked downstairs. Could it be Ronan's Maybach?

Cordelia lingered there for a while, then she turned and headed to the pharmacy. Just in case.

When Cordelia came back home, she saw Ronan sitting next to her mom. They seemed to be getting

along well.

"Ronan came to see you," Shelley said.

"You're here after several days?" Cordelia thought to herself, but this was also for her mom to see, to

let her know that they were actually very much in love.

"You should care about your husband. Send a message to check on him." Ronan was sitting on the

sofa. He looked at Cordelia, his eyes filled with deep emotions.

"Have you been okay these past few days?" Cordelia asked him as if she had just learned "how to care

about someone."

"I was on a business trip."

Seeing that he was playing along so well, Cordelia couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, you were on a

business trip?"

"I didn't actually go on a business trip. So you really don't know that you don't care about me." Ronan

expressed his dissatisfaction to Cordelia.

"I've been really busy! Besides, no news is good news, right?" Cordelia defended herself.

During this time, she took care of her mom every morning, rushed to the company, came home in the

afternoon to do housework, and didn't hear anything from Ronan.

The last time Ronan came, this house was a mess, cluttered with stuff, like a warehouse. This time it

was different, everything was neat and tidy, showing how much effort Cordelia had put in.

The house wasn't big, and much smaller compared to Pearl Palms. They could even hear echoes

when they talked.

Cordelia thought their conversation was heartwarming and ordinary.

Suddenly, Shelley felt like a third wheel. She smiled and said, "You guys chat, I'm going to bed."

The caregiver then wheeled Shelley into her room. Only Cordelia and Ronan were left in the room, and

they fell silent.

Cordelia went to wash her face and checked her dark circles in the mirror. They weren't as severe now,

basically back to normal.

It showed that what skincare products you use was secondary. The most important thing was to take

care of yourself - not staying up late.