The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 20

Ronan thought that Cordelia must have met up with Jamie yesterday. Otherwise, why would Jamie

suddenly spam her with messages? Or maybe it was just that he didn’t realize Jamie was always

sending countless messages every time.

Ronan felt slightly relieved. After all, she was a woman who kept her word.

"You got to be more upfront with me. If you need something, just let me know." Ronan leaned against

the headboard, lighting up a cigarette.

Cordelia shut her eyes, not uttering a word. She didn’t know how she was being dishonest. This whole

ordeal had put a lot of pressure on Cordelia. Remembering how she was desperate to see him before,

she felt like she’d wasted her sincerity.

After it was all over, Cordelia laid down on her side, but couldn’t fall asleep. Picking up her phone, she

saw Jamie’s messages.

She then realized why Ronan acted the way he did; perhaps he saw all the messages from Jamie on

her phone and assumed she’d met up with him. To Ronan, Jamie was Cordelia’s current boyfriend. And

of course, if they met up, they’d be all over each other.

That was why Ronan was being rash, he’d mentioned before that he hated that sort of thing.

So, Cordelia clarified, "Mr. Evans, as I've told you before, I'm a professional. Once I take a job, I don't

stick around with others. You can trust me on that."

"A job?" Ronan asked.

"Yeah. You pay and I work." Cordelia replied, showing a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"You're doing a good job." Ronan hinted, his tone softening. Perhaps his suspicions were eased.

"Mr. Evans, I think it's important you understand, we don't have real feelings for each other." Cordelia

said seriously.

Ronan chuckled at that, his eyes not reflecting the humor. He thought Cordelia was quite naive.

Cordelia didn’t continue the conversation. Instead, she started reading Jamie’s messages. He had sent

her exam papers for business law during the past few years, and question lists for a subject she hadn’t

registered for, even several sections of a textbook that needed reviewing. Jamie was such a good

teacher, really thorough.

Cordelia replied to his message: [Thanks. I was in the shower, didn’t see your message.]

Jamie responded: [No problem, take a look when you have the time. If you do all the exam papers, you

should be fine.]

Cordelia didn’t talk to Ronan, she turned off the bedside lamp and fell asleep.

Her dissatisfaction with Ronan didn’t affect her performance with Barney the next day. She was as

perfect as ever, so much so that Barney didn’t want her to leave. As for Ronan, his longing for her

wasn’t as strong.

On the way back, Ronan transferred fifty grand into Cordelia's account. He gave her the money

casually. After all, she was just there to keep Barney company, and she didn’t cook or anything.

Cordelia looked at the fifty thousand and texted Ronan: [What’s this for?]

After a while, Ronan replied: [You’re skilled in bed.]

Cordelia’s face turned bright red. To hide her embarrassment, she quickly turned to look out the car

window. She hadn’t realized that he was supposed to pay her after every sexual encounter.

[If I’m good, Mr. Evans, you'll probably come back for more. Regulars are always better than newbies.

Mr. Evans, you're a generous man.] Cordelia sarcastically replied.

[If you want me to come back more often, you’ll have to improve your skills.] Ronan replied.

[Okay, as long as there’s money involved, I’m motivated. I’m a newbie, I can't match a veteran like you.

I need to keep practicing and learning.] After sending the messages, Cordelia tossed her phone onto This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

the seat and closed her eyes to take some rest.