Chapter 108


    Cordelia was bawling her eyes out all day, feeling downright miserable. When she got home, she threw


    Jamie''s book into her suitcase.


    Ronan had once rummaged through her suitcase. She reckoned he probably wouldn''t be nosy about it


    anymore.


    After doing all that, Cordelia hit the hay, waking up at the crack of dawn the next morning.


    Ronan hade home past eight the previous night, by which time Cordelia was out like a light. When


    he got up, she was in the kitchen whipping up a packed lunch.


    "What''s cooking today? You didn''t go overboard with the salt again, did you?" Ronan asked her.


    Cordelia was taken aback, then eximed in surprise, "Did I over-salt something yesterday? Which


    dish was it?"


    "The fried steak, were you trying to assault me with a salt overdose?" Ronan joked.


    Cordelia was even more startled. Since her father was a big fan of this dish, she had been making it


    since she was knee-high to a grasshopper. Even if she cooked it with her eyes closed, it would still


    If that was the case, she''d use less salt in the future.


    Once she got to the office, Cordelia started to crunch the numbers. She overheard someone


    whispering behind her, "Mr. Evans wasn''t in the office yesterday. This document wasn''t signed off."


    Cordelia thought to herself, “Ronan wasn''t at the office yesterday? Where did he go?” Then, where on


    earth did he eat the lunch I made yesterday?


    Just as Cordelia was racking her brain, she received a message from Deanna. [Ms. Haselwood, your


    cooking skills are really something. I finished off the meal you made yesterday. Just that the fried steak


    was a bit too salty. You could use less salt next time.]


    So, he was out with Deanna yesterday!


    So, it was Deanna who had her food!


    So, he was making a request on behalf of Deanna this morning!


    The first meal she made for him was given to the woman he fancied the most, and he even made


    requests in front of her! Cordelia was shaking with anger, gritting her teeth. She knew their marriage


    was a sham, and that it wouldn''tst. She didn''t expect him to tell her everything, but was there any


    point in him doing this?


    Cordelia felt really hard done by! She figured she might as well have thought of yesterday''s meal as


    dog food!


    Then, she texted Brooklyn to have lunch together.


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    [You''re pulling my leg, right? You''ve got your packed lunch. Why bother asking me out?] Brooklyn


    wasn''t that into it.


    [The lunch is for you, I still prefer the heavy vors from outside.]


    [Well then, it''s a deal.]


    Brooklyn was thrilled. She had been eating out all day long and was sick and tired of it. She really


    wished someone could cook for her.


    At noon, Cordelia took the lunch box and met Brooklyn at a taco ce.


    Cordelia was eating tacos, not saying a word; Brooklyn was enjoying the food Cordelia made, finding it


    really tasty.


    "What''s up?" Brooklyn asked, noticing Cordelia''s unhappy face.


    "Nothing." Even though Cordelia was peeved, she didn''t spill the beans.


    "Then you must have brought the packed lunch because Mr. Evans didn''t want you to eat spicy food,


    right? What would he think if he knew I had your lunch?" Brooklyn was still a bit worried.


    "Rest assured, I won''t tell him."


    Thinking of Ronan eating the lunch she made, Cordelia was seething with anger!


    For the rest of the afternoon, Cordelia was buried in her work, not uttering a word. The next day, she


    got up early as usual to prepare breakfast for Ronan.


    When Ronan got up and sat down for breakfast, he said to Cordelia, "Yesterday''s food was top-notch.


    What''s on the menu today?"


    "I''ve got everything ready; you''ll know when you see it," Cordelia replied nonchntly.


    Ronan didn''t check, asking Cordelia to pack it up for him, and then they headed off to work.


    Today, Ronan had an important group meeting. By lunchtime, there were still a few issues left


    unresolved. Everyone was so hungry that their stomachs were growling. Ronan ordered food for


    everyone to eat while continuing the meeting. During this time, someone was still exining the slides.


    "Mr. Evans, what would you like to eat? I can order for you," The assistant asked Ronan.


    "Just fetch my lunch box from my office," Ronan replied.


    Ronan thought that the food Cordelia made yesterday looked good and tasted delicious; he didn''t


    expect her to be such a whiz in the kitchen.


    The assistant fetched it.


    Everyone else looked on with envy as Ronan opened his lunch box. Cordelia had shown off her packed


    lunch on social media the day before yesterday, so the whole office knew about it. They said Cordelia


    brought her own lunch and even Mr. Evans hadmented. So, it seemed like this lunch box was also


    made by Cordelia. ,It appeared as though Mr. Evans was deliberately winding up the other men.


    Ronan opened one of the lunch boxes; inside were only two slices of in toast. His face had already


    turned sour, especially when all the top executives in thepany were watching him. He then opened


    the second lunch box; inside were two slices of cheese.


    As for the coffee, there wasn’t any today.


    Ronan coughed lightly, closed the lunch box, and whispered, "Let''s continue the meeting."


    He was pranked by Cordelia today. But he didn''t understand, why did Cordelia do this?