Good Novel
Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Cordelia didn't get why he suddenly brought this up, but since she had already claimed she had a
boyfriend, she had to keep up the charade. "Ex or current boyfriend?"
Ronan snorted, he hadn't expected his wife to be so charming. "How many boyfriends have you had?"
"Just two."
Just two? Seriously, only two?
"What's the name of your current boyfriend?" Ronan asked gruffly.
Coming up with a name on the spot was tough, but someone named Jamie just sent her a friend
request. So, without hesitation, Cordelia said, "Jamie."
The world was so big, how could Ronan possibly know Jamie?
"His name is Jamie?" Ronan asked, frowning.
"Yes, do you need to talk to him for anything?" Cordelia responded confidently.
"You are not allowed to sleep with him while we are married! I find it disgusting." Ronan ordered
Cordelia.
His attitude made her uncomfortable as if she was being treated like a second-hand good. "Mr. Evans,
rest assured, I have strong professional ethics. I know what I should and shouldn't do. Besides, he is
currently interning out of town and can't come back. Even if I wanted to sleep with him, it's not
possible," Cordelia retorted, her words not fitting the mood of the evening at all.
Perhaps it was Cordelia's cold attitude that killed Ronan's desire, although he still remembered their
first night together, the comforting feeling, and her warm cheeks, which were hard to forget.
But tonight, he realized something, this intern was not so easy to control. He couldn't let her affect him
like this; if he did, she would seize the opportunity and be even more reckless.
He got off Cordelia.
Ronan's sudden reaction confirmed Cordelia's suspicion, maybe Ronan had been really into Deanna.
Last time, when he got drunk, he mistook her for Deanna. This time, when she mentioned Deanna's
name, it upset him again. He didn't plan to do anything tonight, but due to Deanna's influence, he
decided to.
"If you're not planning to do anything, I'm going to sleep now," Cordelia said, then turned and went to
sleep on the other side of the bed.
Luckily, Ronan didn't do anything that night. He didn't bring any condoms, so if he had, she would've
had to take a morning-after pill. But Cordelia wasn't familiar with the area and didn't know where to find
a pharmacy. But now she was off the hook.
The next day, Cordelia was all smiles at Barney's house. Barney was very pleased with her, continually
praising Ronan's good taste. She made it through the morning, and at one o'clock in the afternoon,
they left for Millstone.
Cordelia's cheeks felt sore from smiling all morning. As soon as she got in the car, her face fell. A CEO
and an intern, their worlds were worlds apart, and they had nothing to talk about.
Cordelia's phone rang. It was a text from her school counselor, asking her to write a speech about an
outstanding graduate to be read at the graduation ceremony.
Cordelia started discussing with her teacher, including the focus and key points of the speech, as well
as a few examples she wanted to share, asking if they were appropriate.
Her fingers were flying over the keyboard. As Cordelia was sending an email, a notification popped up
on her phone screen. She had received a transfer of 50,000 yuan from Ronan.
Cordelia's typing paused. Under normal circumstances, receiving so much money in one day would
make her happy, but she suddenly felt a sense of irony. Him giving her money felt like a simple
transaction.
After sending the email to her teacher, Cordelia texted Ronan. [Thank you, Mr. Evans.]
Ronan didn't reply.
Suddenly remembering something, Cordelia asked Ronan, "Mr. Evans, how often do you plan to visit
your grandfather in the future? I want to know what to expect."
"Maybe every week." This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
Cordelia was taken aback, thinking, “Thank god she didn't have a real boyfriend. Otherwise, this
frequency would probably lead to a breakup.”