The Contracted Ever After novel Chapter 59

Tonight, Cordelia originally planned to stay in her dorm room.

However, she spilled the beans about getting married, which is a breach of contract that requires a penalty. So instead of receiving half a million dollars, she might have to return the money she previously received.

Facing the current situation, all she could do was apologizing to Ronan.

Ronan walked up to his car, seeing Cordelia standing by it.

He paused, "What's the deal, Ms. Haselwood?"

"Mr. Evans, I spent last night in my mom's ward. The caregiver was too busy and, as a daughter, I had to help out, right?" Cordelia awkwardly laughed.

"So?" Ronan took out a cigarette, leaning against the car door while smoking.

"I don't want Barney to worry, so I'm coming home with you now."

"Do you take the Evans family for granted? Come and go as you please, without saying a word?"

Even if Cordelia had a thousand rebuttals waiting, this time she was wrong.

She violated the agreement, which might lead to a considerable loss, as Ronan has the final say in interpreting the contract.

She lowered her gaze to her feet, not saying a word, looking somewhat innocent.

Ronan was smoking, looking at her, "You going back just like that seems a bit childish, don't you think? You should at least make a vow, like no more leaving without notice."

Cordelia thought for a moment, raising one hand, "I swear, if I ever want to leave the Evans family, I must inform Mr. Evans in advance and only leave with his consent."

"Also."

"Also what?" Cordelia looked puzzled.

"Don't go around flirting with men."

"I didn't." Cordelia was a bit nervous. Did he have to use the word "flirt"?

Ronan put out his cigarette, threw it on the ground, and turned to get in the car.

This meant "no further discussion."

"Mr. Evans," Cordelia stepped forward to stop Ronan, "I swear, I won't flirt with other men."

Cordelia felt somewhat self-deprecating saying the word "flirt", but she had no other choice.

"Get in."

Only then did Cordelia let out a long sigh of relief.

"What about the marriage certificate? Not planning to return it?" Ronan asked Cordelia.

"The marriage certificate? It's in my dorm room."