The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 19

Cordelia finally got the picture. The Jamie that added her when she was going to Barney's wasn't some

random dude or scammer, but a wealthy bloke her brother was keen to introduce her to.

But Jamie was very polite and talented, exactly Cordelia's type. The introduction was probably just her

brother's wishful thinking.

"Now it'll be easier to ask you about business law," Cordelia said with a smile.

"Right, I'll find some questions for you to do in a few days. Business law is the easiest subject; just

memorize it, and you'll pass. Spend some more time and work harder, you'll get the certificate quickly,"

Jamie said while nicknaming Cordelia on Facebook. Cordelia's Facebook name was "Hoppy Della."

"Cordelia, you've been made permanent at Lumos Enterprises, and I haven’t celebrated for you yet! I

heard the elimination rate at Lumos Enterprises is pretty high, you're really excellent." Adrian took the

chance to compliment his sister, hoping to leave a good impression on Jamie and sell her off at a good

price in the future.

"Yeah." Cordelia didn’t want to deal with him and turned her head to look out the window after

speaking.

Jamie didn't respond, leaving Adrian feeling pretty awkward.

Arriving at the company housing, Cordelia got out of the car. She walked while looking at her phone.

Everyone who saw her was like, "Oh, the boss is here," and quickly made way for her. In their eyes,

Cordelia was already Ronan's girlfriend and possibly the future wife of his. Nobody dared to mess with

her now.

Before she could open the dorm door, Cordelia received a message from Ronan. [Come to Grandpa's

house at 10 a.m. tomorrow. I'll pick you up from the residence.]

Cordelia's heart suddenly sped up. She didn't expect to see Ronan so soon. Cordelia started to pack

her stuff.

"Cordelia, are you dating Mr. Evans?" Brooklyn suddenly leaned over and asked quietly, her eyes full of

curiosity.

"No, no." Cordelia hesitated but still told her best friend the truth. "We just... slept together once."

"Whoa!" Brooklyn gasped in surprise. "Didn't see that coming. You really moved fast, sleeping with him

just like that."

"Not really, it was just an accident." This accident was also a surprise to Cordelia, although Ronan

thought she'd done it on purpose.

"So, what's your relationship now?"

"Just... like that. By the way, I won't be here tomorrow night, I have to go out."

"Where are you going? Don't tell me you're going on a date with Mr. Evans?"

"Uh... no... something else..."

"Oh my god, you guys are totally dating!"

"No, we're not." Cordelia thought for a moment. Although she couldn’t see Ronan now and occasionally

felt she was missing him for many reasons. For example, this time, Ronan helped her get out of the

public eye, but Cordelia still didn’t think they were dating. In a real relationship, there were endless

topics of conversation, but they were always silent when they were together.

"Alright, alright, stop playing coy. I know the company has rules against office romance. Don't worry, I'll

keep your secret. Just remember to promote me to PR Director when you become the company's first

lady." Brooklyn didn't have high expectations.

Cordelia remained silent.

The next day, Cordelia dragged her suitcase into Ronan's car. His car was parked right in front of her

apartment building, all the passersby saw. Now, it was impossible for Cordelia to keep it a secret.

After Cordelia got in, Ronan just glanced at her, then started the car.

"Mr. Evans, why is your car parked downstairs? Now everyone in the company knows," Cordelia said.

She remembered the agreement to keep it a secret.

"Don't they all know already?" Ronan replied. "Better they know sooner than keeping them guessing.

It's also good, so we don't have to sneak around. If your boyfriend finds out in the future, I'll

compensate him."

Cordelia gripped her clothes. She hated how he always linked everything to money, but he seemed to

enjoy it.

"What if he doesn't want compensation?" Cordelia's tone was a bit sharp because she was unhappy.

Ronan laughed scornfully. "Would he refuse money?"

Cordelia lowered her head and didn't speak. She had no place to say anything. The reason she agreed

to marry Ronan in the first place was for money. One could imagine that her boyfriend would not stick

to principles in the face of money.

Ronan's humiliation left Cordelia speechless. Also, he knew about the things that happened before, his

showing up in a Mercedes was intentional, leaving her colleagues speechless. Ronan was someone

who handled things decisively.

"Ask Jordan for a leave, we'll be back on Monday." Seeing that Cordelia didn't speak, Ronan gave

another order.

"Leave?" Every time she heard "leave," Cordelia's scalp tingled, always reminding her of Jordan's

strange look.

"Yes. Is it difficult for you to ask for leave?" Ronan turned his head and squinted at Cordelia. "If it's

difficult, I'll ask for you."

"No need, no need, thank you, Mr. Evans." Hearing Ronan's sarcastic tone, Cordelia hurriedly took out

her phone and sent an email to Jordan.

[Mr. Jordan, I have something tomorrow and would like to take a day off.] Cordelia typed nervously. The novelbin

last time she asked for leave, Jordan's face was pretty ugly. Monday was busy and asking for another

leave felt like shirking responsibility.

[It's okay, I'll find someone to do your work. If there's anything, come find me directly when you're

back.]

The way Jordan was acting, compared to before, was like night and day. Cordelia was getting the

heebie-jeebies. She was pretty sure Jordan had gotten wind about her and Ronan.

Visiting Barney's place, as usual, Cordelia never failed to cheer him up. Barney was all aglow, not

looking like a man suffering from lung cancer at all. Before they knew it, night fell, and Cordelia went to

take a shower.

Her phone was left on the bed and buzzed once. Ronan, who was reading nearby, didn't pay any mind.

But then, Cordelia's phone started to go off like crazy.

Ronan, starting to get peeved, glanced at Cordelia's phone. The screen showed 15 messages from

Jamie. That made Ronan furrow his brows.

Just then, Cordelia came out of the bathroom, toweling her hair.

"Did you see your boyfriend yesterday?" Ronan asked.

"Boyfriend? No." If she'd known her engagement to Ronan would drag on this long, Cordelia wouldn't

have made up the fib about having a boyfriend. It was getting harder and harder to keep up the act.

Cordelia was contemplating whether to come clean to Ronan. Next thing she knew, he had her pinned

underneath him.