The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 345

Wary of Ronan's jealousy and given Cordelia's laid-back nature, she refrained from sending a direct

message to Jamie on Facebook. She feared that Jamie would bombard her with questions and that

Ronan would get suspicious and jealous. That wouldn't be fun at all.

Besides, after losing a child, Cordelia was in physical pain and didn't have much energy to care for

others.

Since Cordelia already told Marian what to do, she figured Marian would not be passive. The girl was

ambitious enough to patch things up with Cordelia for her career, so she would surely take the initiative

to find Jamie.

Moreover, when Cordelia suggested this to Marian, Ronan said nothing. As clever as Marian was, she

knew that collaborating with Jamie was the only way forward. Ronan wouldn't interfere in the future.

Marian had suffered before under Ronan’s strict management, with no orders at all. She was scared.

For safety, the huge gift package Marian sent to Cordelia was ultimately unused. After Janice checked

it, Cordelia tossed it into the storage at Pearl Palms, and planned to sell it when the garbage collectors

came.

Cordelia was cautious of another incident occurring, like the spontaneous combustion of white

phosphorus. Now that she had a child, she needed to be careful.

Moving back to Pearl Palms was Ronan's decision. Cordelia's pregnancy was unexpected, and now

they were moving to a different home. She left behind many of her belongings, especially her diary.

"Can you bring my stuff from Garden Estates?" Cordelia asked Ronan.

"We can buy new stuff," Ronan replied.

Cordelia didn't argue.

"Will you go back to Garden Estates?" Cordelia asked.

"No."

"Are you not renting out the house?"

"Do I look like I need money?"

With the assurance that no one else would be living in the house, Cordelia felt more settled.

She started writing in a new diary.

Ronan knew why she was asking these questions—she was afraid someone would read her diary.

So, one day, when he went out of Pearl Palms claiming to go to work, he actually went to Garden

Estates. He picked the lock on Cordelia's desk and opened her diary.

He got to know all of Cordelia's thoughts, including the time she spent in America. She was busy with

her studies and had little time for Jamie, let alone for any romantic involvement.

Their son was indeed conceived the night before an exam, it all lined up.

As for the solid five-pointed stars drawn in the diary, Ronan also knew what they meant. Any day she

and Jamie were intimate, she would fill in a star. Looking back, they were frequently intimate.

Ronan hired two additional housekeepers, one to care for the baby, a nanny named Paloma, and

another to help Janice with the cooking. The big flat was too big of a space for just a few people.

Every day, the nanny, Paloma, would take Callum for a walk around the block, while Cordelia rested in Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

an upstairs bedroom, recuperating. She would look after the baby, but very infrequently.

She felt weak and lacked energy. Since she returned home, she only held the baby twice.

About a month after returning home, she picked up her books and started studying again, not only

finance but also English.

Her books were on her nightstand, and Ronan saw them.

He didn't say anything.

He was just waiting for the day she would suggest going back to America.

Cordelia gave birth to his son, which made Ronan happy. They had lost a daughter, but he didn't feel

as strongly as Cordelia did. Cordelia had bonded with their daughter for nine months and was very fond

of her. Ronan had never met the child and couldn't comprehend such feelings.

All his unhappiness stemmed from Cordelia's unhappiness, but it wasn't as intense.

One night, after Ronan had gone to bed, their son started crying downstairs.

Cordelia tossed and turned several times before finally nudging Ronan. "Your son is crying. Go check

on him."

"My son? Isn't he yours, too?" Ronan frowned at her.

Deep down, he didn't want her to go downstairs. Her body hadn't fully recovered yet.

What bothered him was that she didn't act like a mother. She didn't seem to care about the baby. It felt

like she was thinking, "I gave birth to this child, but I will leave sooner or later."

Ronan's words made Cordelia feel a bit guilty.

"Of course, he's mine, but I…"

"Is it necessary for me to go to the nanny's room?" Ronan continued to argue.

"Fine, I'll go," Cordelia said, getting out of bed.