Chapter 541
After arriving at school, Cordelia suggested that Ronan and Callum go grab some lunch.
"Be back early. Don''t waste your time," Ronan said to Cordelia with a cold expression.
"Yeah, I got it," Cordelia replied, now realizing Petra’s cunning nature. It seemed likely that Petra had
spread the love letter herself, intending to stir up old gossip throughout the school about Cordelia and
Ronan''s rumored past, forever linking the two in people''s minds. Even though Cordelia had only met
Ronanter, there was no stopping some people from whispering that she had stolen him from his
childhood sweetheart, and despite being meless, Cordelia was now saddled with such a reputation.
If ever there was a conflict between Cordelia and Petra, it seemed natural that people might side with
Petra.
Despite Petra’s protests, Cordelia followed her home, insisting on making sure she was safe. Upon
reaching Petra’s ce, Cordelia found it in disarray, with countless love letters strewn about, filling an
entire box.
“Do you think I’m ridiculous?” Petra asked, her eyes still red and swollen as she tidied up, her face
etched with sorrow. “How could I have been so infatuated with someone? I can’t even exin it. I just
liked him so, so much, and now you’ve seen it, and it’s embarrassing.”
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“It’s okay,” Cordelia said, catching just a glimpse of one of Petra’s old letters to Ronan that read, “You
are my ray of light; with you, I’vee to know the beauty of life.”
“He sent all these letters back. Besides, Iter fell for my husband, and all of this is in the past. Today,
this kid dug them up,” Petra continued.
Cordelia remained silent. Although she hadn’t known Ronan back then, the thought of another woman
calling him her ray of light made her incredibly ufortable.
“Have you eaten?” Cordelia asked Petra. “Let me whip up something for you.” With that, Cordelia
headed to the kitchen.
As the pot of water went from calm to boiling, Cordelia didn’t feel like she had saved Petra from the
brink; instead, she felt trapped and extremely uneasy.
Watching Petra finish her pasta, Cordelia’s phone buzzed. It was Jamie. It had been a while since
Jamie had been in touch with Cordelia, and thinking back to thest mystery guest on the forum and
the big hug Jamie had given her, Cordelia felt a warmth in her heart.
In this life, a romantic connection with Jamie wasn’t in the cards, but friendship was still possible, right?
[Hey Cordelia, I’m probably getting hitched this Saturday!] Jamie texted.
[To whom?] Cordelia inquired.
[Marian, you know her. Fancying over for a toast?]
After a moment’s thought, Cordelia remembered Marian’s hostility towards her. If she went, it would
surely make everyone ufortable, and if things got messy, it would be less than ideal. [I’m
swamped with schoolwork and might not be able to make it, but I’ll definitely send you a generous gift,]
Cordelia replied.
Jamie had anticipated that Cordelia wouldn’te, given how Marian had treated her. If he were in her
shoes, he wouldn’te either.
After putting away her phone, Cordelia sighed. Time waited for no one. Jamie was getting married. He
probably wasn’t head over heels for Marian, but from a business standpoint, their union made perfect
sense.
“Something on your mind, Cordelia?” Petra asked, noticing Cordelia’s sigh.
“A friend of mine is getting married,” Cordelia replied, her tone disinterested.
“What’s their name? Do I know them?” Petra asked, her tone equally nonchnt.
“You wouldn’t know him. Jamie Colby, a friend from my Millstone days,” Cordelia said.
“Mhm,” Petra murmured before returning to her meal, seemingly moving past the topic. But inside, she
was calcting, “Jamie? Jamie Colby? What was his rtion to Thomas?”