Chapter 120

Chapter 120 I Deliberately Didn't Fight Back

At this point, Imogen approached with one side of her face covered,

looking at the disheveled Elissa on the ground with a sneer of disdain.

"All you know how to do is bully the weak. For today's incident, you're

in for a greater punishment. Brace yourself for Elijah's wrath! Hahaha..."

Cordelia, who had been quite serious, couldn't help but laugh at

Imogen's antics.

"You two... Just you wait!" Elissa fumed, shaking with anger.

Cordelia, who had initially intended to leave, halted when she heard

Elissa's words. "Alright, I'll wait right here for you!"

Seeing Cordelia approach again, Elissa struggled to sit up and hastily

backed away. "Stay away from me. You..."

Finally, mall security arrived, and Imogen tugged at Cordelia’s arm.

"Let's go, so we don't have to deal with more trouble. It's better to

leave before Elissa calls for backup.”

“Alright.”

Cordelia wasn't one to engage in fights, primarily because she found

the aftermath troublesome. She preferred resolving matters through

words rather than actions.

"Cordelia, it's been a while since I've seen you fight. How come your

moves are still so cool?" Imogen playfully complimented.

"I didn't need to throw her that hard, but I was afraid if I didn't hurt her

enough, she would continue to struggle and potentially harm my

baby," Cordelia calmly explained, as if she had everything under

control.

Imogen sighed in agreement, then slapped herself on the face

Cordelia quickly reached out to stop her. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"How could I forget about your pregnancy? I deserve that slap!”

Imogen anxiously asked, "Are you feeling alright? Is there anything

uncomfortable?”

Cordelia smiled, "No worries. Both the baby and I are healthy.

Considering my previous level of physical activity, I can still go for runs

and exercise without any issues.”

Imogen widened her mouth, and it took her a moment to find her voice

again.

"Imogen, your face is swollen. Do you need to deal with it?" Cordelia

asked with concern.

Imogen felt a bit embarrassed. "It's okay. You saw it, right? I deliberately

didn't fight back today.”

Cordelia shook her head disapprovingly. "By sacrificing yourself like

this, Ben might not necessarily show you any compassion. Why put

yourself through that?”

"You wouldn't understand.” Imogen shook her head, her expression

growing solemn.

Cordelia truly didn't quite understand Imogen’s perspective and

thoughts.

"Don't be foolish like this again. You hear me?"

Imogen's eyes welled up, and she held onto Cordelia's arm tightly.

Choking up, she said, "You're always so kind, Cordelia. Let's go. I'll treat

you to something delicious.”

"Sure."

Half an hour later, they were enjoying a meal at a small barbecue

restaurant.

At that moment, they were the only customers in the shop. It was quiet

there.

"After the renovation, this place became even smaller, but the

ambiance is still nice," Imogen commented, her mouth slightly greasy

from the food, clearly relishing the meal.

Cordelia dipped a piece of meat into chili sauce until it turned red

before putting it into her mouth.

She had little appetite for anything other than sour or spicy flavors

these days.

As they ate, Imogen's phone rang.

"It's Ben.” Imogen conveyed through lip movement to Cordelia.

Cordelia nodded. "I'd like to hear too."

"Sure."

Imogen answered the call on speakerphone without hesitation,

allowing Ben's voice to be heard.

"Where are you?" Ben's cool voice came through.

"We're eating outside,” Imogen replied softly, gently.

"Be back before eight.”

"Okay."

"I heard that you and Cordelia got into a fight with Elissa.” Ben's voice

remained indifferent, showing no emotional fluctuations.