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Those few days, Cordelia kept Zephyr at arm’s length and was lukewarm to him. She also took a work leave from
Imperial Media and went home to take care of Xyla.
After Xyla heard about the reason for their fight, she laughed so hard that she nearly poured the whole bottle of
water into her succulents.
“That’s it?” She poked Cordelia’s head and whined. “You’re growing more insensible the older you get!”
“Mom…” Cordelia rubbed her head.
As she calmed down, she also thought she was a little oversensitive this time. It was just that women seemed to
have the most accurate sixth sense, and she felt that Zephyr was unlike how he always was that night. His words
seemed to imply something else.
“Zephyr’s just expressing his thoughts. Do you have to think so much into it?”
“But he mentioned my father…” Cordelia swallowed the rest of her words studying Xyla’s expression.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtXyla looked nonchalant, but there was an almost unnoticeable quiver in her hands that were watering the plants.
She looked at Cordelia affectionately. “Silly girl, Zephyr’s, unlike your father.”
This was Cordelia’s first time hearing her mother bring up her father on her own initiative. She was also immensely
curious about him.
She probed carefully, unable to suppress her curiosity, “Mom, back when dad abandoned us… did he really have
some kind of difficulty he could not help?”
After a moment, Xyla forced a smile and said, “Yeah.” Her expression had dimmed a little.
“Do you hate him?”
“Hate?” Xyla was surprised but shook her head with a smile.
She had probably never hated Rowan. When she found out that he was just using her to take revenge on the Irwins,
she was sad and devastated but never hateful. Hatred solved nothing—it would only push someone into an abyss
repeatedly.
“Cordelia, can you promise me one thing?”
“What?”
Xyla’s gaze was gentle as she told her softly, “If you see him in the future, don’t hate him.”
Cordelia was taken aback. Why should she not hate him? That man had abandoned them first. To placate her
mother, however, she nodded lightly.
“As for Zephyr, your misunderstanding’s outrageous.” Xyla smiled. “Give him a call and tell him that you’re going
home for dinner tonight!”
“No!” Cordelia pouted and hugged her mother from the back, pressing her cheek on her mother’s back.
“I’m having dinner with you tonight!”
“You’ve been home for three days!” Xyla purposely put on a straight face. “I’m bored of what you make! Hurry up
now, shoo!”
“Mom, ouch! I cook so well, and you’re bored of it? Zephyr eats them every day and doesn’t think…”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe moment Cordelia said that she met Xyla’s smiling gaze. She flushed and took the watering can to water the
plants.
“Alright, are you trying to drown my plants!?”
…
At the same time, Zephyr was rushing to Imperial Media.
Robert drove as he peeked at his boss’ expression from the rearview mirror from time to time. The latter’s glower
was rather frightening, much more than the few times he had interrupted his good times!
When Robert accidentally caught Zephyr looking his way, he straightened up immediately and switched between
the brake and accelerator incredibly smoothly without any hint of a bump.
“S-Sir…” Robert tried calling him.
“Speak!” Zephyr sounded impatient.
Robert licked his lips and tried to sound less shaky. “Uh, Madam Baker called back.”
“Cordelia went to work today?”
“No, Madam Baker said that… Ms. Cordelia took her annual leave.”
Zephyr almost flipped the car roof off. “Why did she allow it!? Hasn’t she always been annoyed by her employees
asking her to sign their annual leave applications? Doesn’t she scold them over it all the time!?”
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