The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 521

The next day, Cordelia quickly met up with Victoria and hurried back to the school to attend the

assembly. Victoria tagged along for the event as well.

Being a teacher, Cordelia had a seat in the third row. By the time they arrived, most people were

already there. Wary of the risk that someone might recognize Victoria as an outsider, they both kept a

low profile.

A large banner at the front of the auditorium declared, "Welcome Dr. Eason as our Honorary

Professor."

Dr. Eason sat on the stage with an air of humble nobility. His gaze lingered on Cordelia when he

spotted her.

"Wow, Dr. Eason is quite the looker, huh?" Victoria whispered to Cordelia, a playful nudge in her tone.

"He's alright," Cordelia replied without taking her eyes off Dr. Eason.

Dr. Eason was sharing his feelings about becoming an honorary professor and delivering a lecture on

hypnosis to the students.

"Look at you, all eyes and ears. Got a crush, have we?" Victoria teased Cordelia with a chuckle. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

"Knock it off. I'll tell you about it later."

"Alright, we'll have a cozy chat in your bed tonight," Victoria said with a mischievous grin.

The assembly lasted for two hours. When they stepped out of the venue, a blanket of snow began to

drop from the sky.

"Look at the snow! Birchwood's weather is just so much better than Millstone's - we haven't had snow

yet this winter." Victoria said, catching snowflakes at the entrance of the auditorium.

"Indeed," Cordelia agreed, her voice tinged with emotion as she watched the snowflakes dance in the

air.

Every time it snowed, it reminded Cordelia of Ronan. The way he had arrived that wintry day seemed

etched in her memory. In England, the cold winters felt lonelier without him. Sometimes, the longing for

him was so intense it felt like her heart would break, but then she'd remember his actions and feel a

chill instead.

Lost in thought, Cordelia felt a pang of melancholy. It seemed there was always something about him

that lingered in her memory. Perhaps it was her sentimentality, or she thought of Ronan again, but she

found herself looking back towards the auditorium, scanning the crowd, half-expecting to see if he was

there. She remembered him mentioning once that he wanted to see who would be on equal footing

with him.

Cordelia glanced back but did not see Ronan.

Dr. Eason was engaged in a lively conversation with the school's leaders. He seemed to notice

Cordelia's gaze and nodded at her.

"What are you looking for?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind Cordelia.

She turned around to find Ronan, who had appeared unnoticed.

"Mr. Evans? What brings you here?" Victoria was pleasantly surprised, sensing the joy of encountering

a familiar face in a foreign town.

Ronan might have forgotten his question or might’ve been interrupted by Victoria, so Cordelia didn't

respond.

The three of them walked outside the auditorium.

"Where's Callum?" Cordelia asked Ronan.

"He didn't come with me; he and Janice are dropping off Harold. Let's go see him off."

Victoria was confused by their conversation, not knowing who they were talking about, but she followed

them towards the school entrance. They arrived just as Harold, in full military garb, was saying

goodbye to Janice.

"This guy is drop-dead gorgeous. Is he the one who's been courting you?" Victoria became instantly

infatuated upon seeing Harold, but she whispered in Cordelia's ear, cautious not to be overheard by

Ronan.

"Yeah, you like him? I could introduce him to you."

Victoria pulled Cordelia aside. "Are you out of your mind? You're passing up this handsome hunk for a

middle-aged guy? That middle-aged guy..."