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Chapter 122
Chapter 122
Chapter 122 He Was Incredibly Gentle
Cordelia was puzzled. "What have I hidden from you?"
"You've never told me that you know combat skills." Elijah looked at her playfully.
Cordelia looked slender. It was quite difficult to associate her with violence.
"Couldn't you guess it? If I hadn't known some basic self-defense techniques, I might have lost my
innocence to the shady taxi driver last time. I do have some basic self-defense skills," Cordelia said
casually.
Seeing her nonchalant demeanor, Elijah smiled and held her hand a bit tighter.
"You said you saw it yourself just now? Did you access the mall's surveillance footage?" Cordelia
asked in a seemingly nonchalant manner.
She couldn't fool herself because she did care about Elijah's perception of her.
She didn't want her carefully crafted image of being well-behaved to crumble, becoming a subject of
ridicule for the Hansen family, a topic for post-dinner conversation...
"Yeah. I saw it from the surveillance footage," Elijah said. Sensing her attempt to hide her nervousness,
he patted her head. "Elissa overestimated herself and courted disaster. Even if you didn't deal with her,
she wouldn't have an easy time."
This time, Elissa had gone too far, completely angering Elijah.
However, Cordelia had no sympathy for her at all.
Her provocations eventually turned into a blade aimed at her!
"However..." Elijah continued, his tone light and exceptionally gentle, "I did feel worried about you while
watching the video. What if you couldn't protect yourself back then?"
He held her in his arms as he spoke and gently caressed her belly. "It was too dangerous today."
Cordelia obediently allowed herself to be held by him, feeling conflicted inside.
Elijah's attitude towards her had changed significantly lately, almost as if he had become different.
He was incredibly gentle.
Gentle to the point that Cordelia couldn't help but let her thoughts wander. Perhaps Elijah had
developed some feelings for her too...
But on second thought, if she hadn't suddenly become pregnant, things might be as usual.
Looking at it from a pessimistic angle, she was now just a reproductive tool to the Hansen family.
If it were another woman, Elijah might similarly treat her too!
Suddenly, Cordelia felt her earlobe pinched, which brought her back to the present.
"What are you thinking? Did you hear what I said?" Elijah, showing an unusual patience, inquired.
"I heard you. Don't worry. I know my body well. I won't do anything reckless," Cordelia straightened
herself up and replied solemnly.
At that moment, they arrived home.
Cordelia opened the car door and got out, entering her fingerprint to unlock the entrance.
Elijah stood in the yard for a while, his gaze growing even more somber.
He took his phone and dialed a number. "Make the Flores family history in three days. If you can't do it,
resign on your own."
"Yes, sir."
When Cordelia was in her 8th week of pregnancy, her morning sickness had become even more
severe, making her weight loss more noticeable.
In this condition, she found it challenging to balance her work and temporarily put all her business
aside.
One afternoon, just after Cordelia woke up, she received a message attached with a picture, which
made her uncomfortable.
[Cordelia, how do you like my new handbag? This bag is so expensive, costing 160 thousand dollars.
Fortunately, I have a good brother-in-law.]
It was a message from Mae, and Cordelia had a habit of not responding to her messages.
If it weren't for keeping them around for potential future use, Cordelia would have cut ties with her
family long ago.
Coincidentally, as she closed Mae's chat, she saw Eva's latest status update.
[The new handbag is so beautiful, I love it! Even more, I love the person who gifted it to me!]
The bag in the attached picture was the same as Mae's.
Cordelia's previously composed expression was suddenly puzzled.
"Is Elijah now in the wholesale handbag business?" She thought.
As she was pondering, Imogen called her.
"Cordelia, you haven't forgotten about my performance tonight, have you?"
Cordelia was stunned. She had indeed forgotten.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.