Chapter 491


    Ronan swiftly carried the child down the stairs. If Petra had to done it alone, she wouldn''t have


    managed it. Watching Ronan effortlessly ce the child in his car, Petra''s imagination took flight. She


    was transported back to her youth when the mature and steady Ronan had been by her side. His mere


    physical presence was enough to give her a sense of security. And now, he was holding her child.


    Their paths were beginning to intersect again, more so than in the past.


    Ronan instructed Petra to sit in the back seat and take care of the child. He started the car and dialed


    the head of Birchwood Children''s Hospital to inform him of a sick child, who needed admission. The


    head of the hospital was more than amodating.


    Petra thought to herself, “This man truly is capable of anything. He is organized and well-connected.”


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    Any woman would admire such a man, and Petra was no exception. Though Petra was in her thirties,


    she felt giddy and flushed at that moment, and a grin tugged at her lips.


    "Cordelia didn''te?" Petra asked Ronan after he hung up the phone.


    "Oh, she''s at home working on her thesis."


    Petra nodded. "Cordelia is quite formidable. She''ll probably be a professor after publishing a few more


    papers. At this point, she can''t afford to be distracted. She also has her projects, so her future is


    limitless."


    For some reason, Ronan felt both proud and irritated at Petra''s words. He was proud that his woman


    was impressive but irritated because all these achievements were the result of her leaving for three


    years.


    "Do you need to borrow money?" Ronan asked Petra.


    It was a bit of a drive from Birchwood College to the hospital, and the child had fallen asleep due to a


    fever. Petra gently patted him while the two adults found a topic to chat about.


    Hearing Ronan''s question brought Petra back to reality, "Um, I didn''t know how to bring it up, which is


    why I asked Cordelia to do it. The house is a faculty benefit from the school. It’s not expensive, but it


    requires a full payment. It’s a bit difficult for me to handle alone."


    "How much do you need?"


    "Um," Petra did a rough calction in her head. "I still need about $350,000. It''s about $4,000 per


    square foot, I want 1200 square feet, which is about $500,000. I only have about $100,000 at the


    moment, so..."


    "What''s your ount number?" Ronan was straightforward and asked for Petra''s bank ount


    number.


    In fact, Petra''s card was in her bag, but she had a sudden thought.


    "My card is at home, I''ll have to go back and check. You''re still at the school, right? I''ll let you know


    when I find it," Petra said.


    Ronan didn''t think much of it and simply replied, "Okay."


    Upon arrival at the hospital, Ronan asked Petra to stay with the child while he went to handle the


    payment and medication. As the child was admitted into a private room, Ronan stayed to watch over


    him. He was worried that Petra couldn''t handle it alone.


    Soon, it was time for dinner. Ronan received a message from Cordelia. [How''s the child? What are you


    having for dinner?]


    [He''s on an IV drip now. You can bring something over.]


    "Ronan, what are we having for dinner?" Petra asked.


    "Oh, Cordelia''s bringing it."


    Petra was a bit slow to respond. "Oh." Strangely, the thought of Cordeliaing made Petra feel a bit


    uneasy. This was a new feeling for her. Even though she had been using Cordelia in the past, they had


    maintained a working rtionship. Petra hadn''t seen Cordelia as an enemy, nor had she ever done


    anything to wrong her. In Petra''s eyes, she was under Cordelia''s wings and not quite a match for her.