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Chapter 485
Chapter 485
As soon as Cordelia pulled back, the covers were thrown off by Ronan, his lips finding hers as his hand
roamed over her body.
With his closeness, Cordelia started to feel a bit suffocated, gasping for breath.
"Reverse psychology?" he asked.
"Not really. It's genuinely difficult to investigate," Cordelia knew she couldn't even touch Alana's NôvelDrama.Org content rights.
doorstep. She didn't understand what Alana was up to and could only proceed cautiously.
"What were you doing in that guy's arms?" he asked, "You really know how to keep me on my toes."
Cordelia didn't have a long list of men she'd been with, so when Ronan said this, she knew who he was
talking about.
"Did you know I had depression?" Cordelia asked him, "After I moved to England, I got depressed. I
couldn't see my kids, didn't know who my real mom was, and felt like I was adrift. I had always wanted
to get a PhD, it was my life-long pursuit, but the academic pressure was immense. Standing on a
foreign street, no familiar faces, not knowing when I would return home, I felt like an abandoned child. I
was often out of breath. That's when he counseled me, and helped me analyze my problems. He was
my only pillar and friend."
As Cordelia spoke, tears fell onto her knees. Before, she had thought life was full of endless
possibilities. But after returning home and getting entangled with Ronan, she began to believe in fate.
No matter how many people you met, in the end, there was only this one person in your destiny.
Ronan remained silent.
"If it was so hard, why did you leave in the first place?" he asked, a mix of sympathy and anger in his
voice. He was angry that he wasn't there when Cordelia went through all this.
"I had to leave, no matter how hard it was. I can't rely on you for my whole life. I couldn't get over what
happened to my mom. And then there's the thing with Tabitha. Everything just piled up." Cordelia cried
and spoke. There was also Alana and her in-laws, all adding to her pressure.
"And now added the deaths of Deanna and Tabitha?" he asked again.
"Why are you asking when you already know? Every day I feel like I'm lying next to a cold, emotionless
person. I feel like you could kill me at any moment and then tell the police I killed myself."
"Stop crying. Just go to sleep." Ronan said, visibly irritated. He did all these things for her, but she
didn't appreciate it. Instead, she put all the blame on him. Could he not be angry?
That night, Cordelia turned to sleep on the other side, but Ronan pulled her back by the waist, rubbing
his head against the back of her neck, "Don't you appreciate what I do for you?"
Cordelia closed her eyes and didn't respond.
The next morning, Cordelia was awakened by a cold sensation down below. As she opened her eyes,
she saw Ronan sitting at the foot of the bed, staring intently at her private part. Instinctively, Cordelia
pulled back, feeling embarrassed and angry.
The quilt covered only the top half of her body, leaving the lower half of her body exposed to him.
"Still playing the ostrich game at your age?" His gaze lifted to meet hers.
"What are you doing?" Cordelia asked him.
"Applying the medicine."
"I don't need it." Cordelia said, her face flushed with anger, "I need you to help me investigate
something."
"What?" Ronan asked, pulling the covers up for her.
"I need you to help me find out about my background. I can't find anything on my own."
Ronan chuckled, "How mysterious does your background have to be that you can't find anything?"
"Are you going to help or not?"
"For free?" His gaze lingered on Cordelia, probably hoping she would understand that he wanted
something in return.
Cordelia's lips trembled, "What do you want?"
"What do I want?" Ronan repeated, "I thought it was pretty clear what I wanted. My desires and
demands are clear."
Cordelia bit her lip, turning her face away, "Next time you have to tell me the results."
"That's a steep price. The medicine is applied. Let it air." Saying this, Ronan went downstairs.