Classic Novel
Chapter 210
Chapter 210
Chapter 210 Not a Chance
Was it because he liked her?
The answer to this question was very important for Cordelia.
Elijah turned to look at her, his gaze locking onto her bright eyes. He suddenly stopped and stood
opposite her.
"Why what?" He replied with a smile.
Cordelia frowned but patiently repeated the question she had just asked.
"Why can your girlfriend, fiancée, wife, and the mother of your future children only be me? Why?"
She tried to keep her tone calm, but she knew that deep down, her heart was racing as if it might burst
out of her chest any moment.
Elijah grasped her shoulders and looked at her seriously. "Cordelia, I've already given you the answer.
How many times must I say it for you to believe me?"
Cordelia lowered her gaze slightly, recalling what he had said before.
Elijah once said, "The divorce was your decision. I respected it. But I know this wasn't what I wanted."
The weight on her heart lifted.
Cordelia forced a sarcastic smile.
At this moment, she wasn't sure if she should feel happy or sad.
"I didn't realize you were so devoted," Cordelia murmured.
Perhaps Elijah hadn't met the woman who could make him abandon everything for her, and that was
why he was so persistent.
"So, don't overthink it. If anyone ever bothers you, don't hold back and let me know," Elijah reassured
her with sincerity in his eyes.
Cordelia sighed inwardly but only responded with a soft grunt.
Elijah stroked her head and then held her waist as they returned to the car.
The temperature in the car was pleasant, so Cordelia took off her coat. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.
Once seated, Elijah cuddled her, resting his head on her shoulder and murmuring, "Cordelia, I have a
headache."
"Shall I give you a massage?" Cordelia asked gently, her fingers running through his hair.
"The car is too cramped. Why don't you come back to the Maple Villa with me?" Elijah persuaded her.
Cordelia refused immediately.
It seemed that Elijah wanted to trick her again.
Wasn't the car spacious enough? It certainly was big enough for both of them.
Once, Elijah had tried to pull her into the sea of desire and almost gone all the way.
"Don't worry. You can sleep in the main bedroom, and I'll stay in the guest room. I won't affect your
sleep," Elijah persisted.
"No way."
Cordelia firmly refused. She didn't want to give any opportunity to Elijah.
Since they were divorced, they should keep a distance from each other. She didn't want Gideon to find
out about this and call her to interrogate her again.
Elijah immediately relented and didn't press any further. He held her waist tighter while caressing her
tender skin through the thin fabric of her dress.
When they got out of the car, Elijah walked her to the elevator.
The elevator was still above the 30th floor, so Cordelia patiently waited.
Elijah moved closer, attempting to hug her, but she stopped him.
"Elijah, you don't seem like you're pursuing me. It's more like a robbery," Cordelia said calmly, looking
at Elijah.
Elijah was taken aback, then he rubbed his temple with a sigh. "I apologize. I got carried away because
of the alcohol."
Cordelia didn't give him another chance to be affectionate. As soon as the elevator doors opened, she
stepped inside.
Elijah watched her being aloof and indifferent toward him, and he somehow felt a bit sorrowful.
So, just as the elevator doors were about to close, he suddenly rushed forward and blocked them.