The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 397

Cordelia had been thoroughly worn out by Ronan's sexual antics during her time at home. If he wasn't

the CEO of Lumos Enterprises, she'd be convinced he was a sex maniac, with only one thing on his

mind.

In his words, "She only comes home once every few months, so she has to make up for lost time."

One night, he even whispered into her ear, "Give me another one." All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Without hesitation, Cordelia refused. "Are you fond of children?" she asked.

"I like the ones you give birth to."

"Well, I’m sorry, but you’ll have to find someone else for that."

Upon hearing this, Ronan leaned against the headboard and lit a cigarette. "In that case, I suppose I'll

have to find another woman."

"Whatever."

Cordelia booked her flight for Friday, and on Thursday, she made a call to the number that belonged to

"Allison” and was written on the small piece of paper.

Unlike Ronan, who didn’t seem to care, Cordelia was curious about her roots. She wanted to know

where she came from. She wanted to see what her rumored birth mother, "Allison," looked like.

She wasn't sure if Allison was indeed her birth mother, but she was certain that through Allison, she

could find her.

Fortunately, Ronan was at the office that day, leaving Cordelia alone in their bedroom to call Allison.

"Hello, is this Allison?" Cordelia asked cautiously, her heart racing.

"Yes, this is Allison. You must be... Della," came the gentle reply.

Hearing the name "Della," Cordelia's heart softened, and a warm feeling was spreading within her.

"Yes, I'd like to meet you."

"Alright, I'm currently staying at room 4014 in the Golden Rose Hotel. Would you be free at 2 p.m.?"

Cordelia confirmed with a hum.

In the afternoon, Cordelia arrived at the Golden Rose Hotel. As she was about to knock on the door of

room 4014, she heard voices inside.

"If that's the case, I'll abort the child. I won't inconvenience Mrs. Haselwood, or should I say, Mrs.

Evans," a young and defiant voice spoke.

Cordelia, hearing her name, paused outside the door to listen.

"That would be best. But since Ronan loves children so much, you better come up with a reason he

can accept! I came to you for my daughter. I hope you can understand a mother's perspective. We

mothers, we're all selfish," an older voice responded.

"That's none of your concern! The child was the result of a one-night stand between Mr. Evans and me.

I made a mistake. I know he wants this child, but Mrs. Evans is back. I can't be the other woman,

disrupting a family. I will take care of this."

"But with your congenital heart disease... getting an abortion could kill you," the older voice tried to

warn.

"That's none of your concern! Goodbye!"

Cordelia stood outside, listening. Everything she'd heard recently was dubious. But if she wasn't

mistaken, the voices belonged to Tabitha and Allison. Ronan had previously brushed off Janice's

mention of Tabitha while they were in the States, telling Cordelia not to believe it. But now, she was

beginning to.

And Tabitha had a heart condition...

When the woman left the room, she glanced at Cordelia but didn't seem to recognize her before she

walked away.

Cordelia's heart sank. Regardless of whether Tabitha was actually carrying Ronan's child, the

conversation suggested that Tabitha was willing to risk her life to protect Cordelia's status as Mrs.

Evans. Anyone hearing that would be overwhelmed with guilt.