Wake Up! You’re My Ex Now (Cordelia)
Chapter 104

Chapter 104 Let It Dry

Cordelia was quite sensible.

She knew the elders of the Hansen family loved her and cared for her alot.

However, since she knew the truth, she couldn't twist it or distort rightfrom wrong.

Moreover, she recalled the time when she was scolded by Gideon inthis very study. Elijah had stood up for her then, and she hadn'tforgotten that favor.

She thought for a moment and then took out her phone, showing Editha full-body photo of herself.

“Mom, my friend took this photo for me. Do you see this dress andthese shoes? Do they match the ones in that photo?”

Edith took the phone, and she seemed much relieved. She showed it toGideon and said, “Dad, it seems we've misunderstood something.”"Yes, that seems to be the case,” Gideon replied, rubbing his temples.“Alright, all of you, leave me alone. I have a headache, and I need somepeace.”

Although Gideon had been mistaken about Elijah, he would neverapologize for it.

Elijah turned and walked away, and he also pulled Cordelia out.Feeling his anger, Cordelia hurriedly caught up with him, asking in asoft voice, “Does it hurt where you got hit?”

Elijah stopped in his tracks, glanced at her, and then tore off the collarof his shirt to show Cordelia.

Elijah stopped in his tracks, looked at her, and then opened his shirtcollar, revealing the bloodstains on his neck and back. His woundsseemed quite terrifying.

“Why didn't you explain yourself?” Cordelia asked, her eyes. filled withconcern.

“They're just old and senile. There's no need to explain anything tothem,” Elijah replied with an air of arrogance.

Cordelia carefully straightened his clothes and said, “Let's go back, andI'll apply some ointment for you. It will stop hurting in no time.”

“I'm not in pain anymore,” Elijah said.

He held her hand and brought it to his lips, planting a kiss on it, hisgaze filled with a hint of amusement.

Upstairs, Edith and Lamia stood at the railing, having witnessed. theentire scene downstairs.

Lamia folded her hands with a look of envy on her face. “It

seems my brother really likes Cordelia now! Did you see his eyes andhis actions...”

Edith crossed her arms, scrutinizing her own son with a critical look. “Itwould be even better if Cordelia could get pregnant.”

Lamia choked on her words, not daring to say anything more.

Back at the Maple Villa, Cordelia immediately took out the medicinekit.

“I've personally made and prepared this ointment. It's good forreducing inflammation and pain,” Cordelia explained as she helpedElijah remove his shirt.

Elijah was cooperative, and soon he had exposed his muscular upperbody entirely in the bright light of the living room.

In recent times, he had been working out diligently to make his musclesappear fuller, even when he was busy with work.

Of course, it was all in preparation for nighttime activities.

In the well-lit living room, his muscles appeared even morepronounced.

Even though Cordelia had seen many patients with their shirts off, shestill couldn't help but blush.

After all, she had only touched him in bed. But now, she had to look athim while touching him.

“You're quite skilled,” Elijah commented, “I used to think you were a bitclumsy because you cooked so poorly.”

Cordelia tried to refute, but the words got stuck in her throat, and sheswallowed them back.

She knew what Elijah had said was true.

No one was perfect, and she readily admitted that her culinary skillswere severely lacking, with not a hint of talent in that department.Once upon a time, she had dreamed of improving her cooking skills towin Elijah’s heart.

But later, she gave up.

As Imogen said, “Cordelia, you're wasting your time. With suchdetermination, you'd be better off doing some squats.”

When hearing this, Cordelia instantly threw the spatula away.

Despite Elijah’s taunts, Cordelia gently applied the ointment to hiswounds.

Then, Elijah turned around and pressed her against the sofa. “Don’tmove. Let the ointment dry.”

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