Cordelia flung the door open to find him standing there. Her tone was laced with irritation. "When are you planning to go home and see Callum?"
"Can you just drop it? Always talking about the kid! Don't you care about adults anymore?" Ronan's mind was still preoccupied with Eason, that formidable rival whose every word, though seemingly indifferent, carried significant weight.
Ronan used to be the assertive type, but now his aggressive reputation was common knowledge to both Cordelia and Eason, leaving him in an awkward position. No matter how angry he was, he had to hold back, especially since Cordelia had been deeply hurt last time. He wasn't eager to cause her more pain.
Cordelia, hearing Ronan's harsh words, ignored him and returned to her desk.
"Are you going home or not?" she asked him. "If you go now, I'll join you."
"No!" Ronan declared with deliberate emphasis, making sure Cordelia could hear every word.
Cordelia laughed scornfully. "You were all cozy with someone else, playing happy family. Now that your own child is sick, you suddenly don't care. Ronan, are you even fit to be a father?"
At her words, Ronan knew she was hinting at the incident with Petra. Gossip was rife at the school; it was inevitable that the story had reached her ears.
"Jealous?" he sneered.
Cordelia was livid. "Get out! Just get out!"
"Don't you point fingers at me!" Ronan was truly enraged now. He had never lost his temper with Cordelia like he did today, or more precisely, he was angry because of Eason.
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