Chapter 251


    Once inside the car, Cordelia heaved a sigh of relief. Having secured two contracts, she could look


    forward to a busy period ahead.


    "Aren''t you going to celebrate with karaoke this time?" Ronan asked out of the blue.


    Cordelia knew he was mocking her. She turned her head even further towards the window. "Depends


    on thepany!"


    "So, are you implying that I''m only good for karaoke and sleepovers?" he probed further.


    Ronan was seated in the front, with Cordelia in the back. His gaze kept darting to her through the rear-


    view mirror. At the mention of "sleepovers," a flush crept up Cordelia''s cheeks. "So, I guess I stood you


    up then?" she retorted.


    "And you found someone else to fill in?" he shot back.


    "You seem pretty pleased with the oue. After all, I still got the contracts." Cordelia''s voice dripped


    with disdain for Ronan.


    "True. I can''t beat you. You''ve already brought the bastard home before the divorce papers are even


    signed." Ronan''s voice wasced with bitterness.


    "If it''s a bastard, why did you help me secure the contracts? Don''t think I didn''t notice your power y


    back there." Cordelia bit back, suppressing the anger bubbling within her.


    "Well, I don''t need the whole world knowing I''ve been cuckolded!" Ronan''s voice was a low, gravelly


    growl.


    Cordelia turned her face toward the window, her chest rising and falling with suppressed emotion.


    Ronan''s words were harsh, and she was struggling to hold back her tears.


    Upon reaching their apartmentplex, Cordelia got out of the car and headed straight upstairs


    without a word. Ronan followed,den with documents.


    Back in her own room, Cordelia sat at her desk, sulking. Ronan came in carrying the documents. As


    soon as he entered, she turned her head away. Without uttering a word, Ronan ced the documents


    on the desk and left.


    That evening, Ronan didn''te home. Only she and Janice were left for dinner. "God knows where


    he''s off gallivanting now!" Cordelia said, her voiceced with annoyance.


    "Probably at Pearl Palms, looking after De." Janice offered.


    "Who?" Cordelia frowned.


    Janice realized she had been too casual with her words. "The ck cat, De. Mr. Evans calls her that,


    and I''ve gotten used to it. He''s probably out buying cat food for her. It''s not like he''s short on ces to


    stay."


    Cordelia thought to herself, “At least now, after a quarrel, she wasn''t the one being sent packing.”


    After dinner, Jamie sent Cordelia a message on Messenger. [How have you been, Cordelia?]


    [Good. I''ve secured two contracts, one with GreenPeace Enterprises and the other with PrimeBuild


    Contractors. For me, securing business is the toughest part. But the paperwork is a piece of cake.]


    Jamie sent a thumbs-up emoji. [Don''t overwork yourself. Take a break for a few days.]


    [Alright. I have an appointment with the doctor for a prenatal checkup tomorrow. My ssmate Victoria


    is doing it, so I don''t have to wait in line. It''ll be a walk in the park.]


    [What time?] Jamie asked.


    [Ten o''clock. Brooklyn ising with me,]" Cordelia replied.


    Ever sinceing back from abroad, Cordelia had her prenatal checkups at Victoria''s clinic, with


    Brooklyn as herpanion each time.


    Soon after, Brooklyn messaged Cordelia. [Didn''t Victoria say the prenatal checkup is tomorrow? I''ll go


    with you.]


    [Great, at ten.] Cordelia shared her current address with Brooklyn. Afterwards, she told Janice that she


    had a prenatal checkup the next day and Brooklyn would apany her. She asked Janice to take the


    day off.


    Back in her room, Cordelia messaged Tristi. [I have a prenatal checkup at ten tomorrow, can youe


    with me?]


    [Sure] Tristi replied.


    The next day, Brooklyn clocked in at Lumos Enterprises and prepared to skip work. Just as she was


    leaving the office building, she ran into Ronan.


    "What are you up to?" Ronan asked, his eyebrows furrowed.


    "Ah, Cordelia has a prenatal checkup today, I''m going with her." Brooklyn knew mentioning Cordelia


    usually worked.


    As expected, Ronan scowled but didn''t say a word. He walked past her, his face expressionless.


    Cordelia was pregnant, but not once had he apanied her for a prenatal checkup. Not for any other


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    reason, but because the child was not his.