The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 363

At the airport, Taylor was waiting for Cordelia. They had planned this meeting in advance. Taylor had a

paper offer to hand over to Cordelia. Spotting Cordelia getting off the plane, Taylor waved. "Cordelia."

Cordelia looked up and returned her greeting.

"What's your plan for this visit, Cordelia?" Taylor, who had been living and working in the States for a

few years now, asked as she started her car.

"I might be here for a while, considering my master's degree program lasts three years."

As Cordelia was talking, she sent a message to "hubby" via Messenger. [Arrived safely.]

She was careful not to say too much, fearing that the men in black suits would be monitoring her

phone. If they found out her relationship with Ronan hadn't actually ended, it could put Ronan and their

son in danger.

Ronan didn't respond.

"My lease is up, and I found a nice place. How about we share it? What do you think?" Taylor asked

Cordelia.

"Sure."

"So, should we go see the place now?"

"Okay."

Even though they were going to see the apartment, Cordelia's mind wasn't really on it. She kept

checking her phone, curious about Ronan's reaction to her sudden departure overseas. But he still

hadn't replied. Cordelia started to feel uneasy.

The new apartment was close to UC Davis. Taylor worked in media and also offered part-time

application writing services to international students. The location was convenient for both of them.

"I think it's a good place. If you agree, we can split the rent and utilities. What do you think?" Taylor

asked Cordelia, leaning against the door.

"Sounds good," Cordelia replied vaguely.

"You're thinking about your son or your husband, aren't you?" Taylor teased.

"Neither. If I was, why would I have come to study overseas?" Cordelia retorted.

After quickly unpacking her stuff, the sun had already set. Cordelia ate a burger and had a video call

with Brooklyn. Back home, it was morning, and Brooklyn was enjoying her breakfast.

"Cordelia, where are you?" Brooklyn asked.

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"That's rather sudden," Brooklyn expressed surprise. "Did Marian's words the other day upset you? If

so, should I feel guilty? I'm surrounded by colleagues with postgraduate degrees, and I'm feeling left

out."

"It's not sudden at all. I've always wanted to come to the US, you know that. I talked with Ronan about

it and came over. Oh, and could you tell Ronan I arrived safely and found a place to stay? He didn't

respond to my message," Cordelia said.

"Mr. Evans didn't reply to your message?" Brooklyn asked. "Did he not see it? Why doesn't he stick

your chat at the top?"

"Never mind, enjoy your breakfast. I'm going to start my classes tomorrow," Cordelia said and ended

the call.

The jet lag was hitting her hard on her first day in the States. Unable to sleep, she watched as the sky

started to brighten outside, silently counting sheep. "One, two, three..." Despite reaching over five

hundred, she still couldn't fall asleep. She kept checking her phone to see if Ronan had replied to her

message, even bringing it with her to the bathroom, but he never did.

Cordelia thought, that his words, “If you leave the country, I'll never see you again,” were just to scare

her off from going abroad. If she really did leave, he wouldn't actually refuse to let her come back. After

all, Cordelia was the mother of their son, Callum.