Chapter 184

Chapter 184 I Will Pursue You Again

Elijah slept for a full four hours straight.

When he woke up, the high fever had already subsided, and he was

dressed in new pajamas.

He sat up abruptly and shouted, "Cordelia, Cordelia..."

Nora stood at the door and called out from the other side, "Mr. Hansen,

Ms. Graves is resting in the guest room! She hasn't left.”

"Nora, come in," Elijah rubbed his temples and asked when she entered,

"Has Cordelia been here the whole time?"

"No, Mr. Hansen. Ms. Graves, she..."

Elijah interrupted Nora displeasedly, "Why do you call her Ms. Graves?

She will always be my wife!”

Nora smiled bitterly and whispered, "It's Ms. Graves who asked me to

call her that. When I called her Mrs. Hansen, she said she didn't like it."

Elijah felt irritated but still managed to say patiently, "Alright, continue.”

"Ms. Graves has been taking care of you all this time. She even changed

your sweaty clothes. But she’s also recovering from a serious illness and

is weak. So I asked Ms. Graves to rest in the guest room.”

"Enough," Elijah didn't want to hear anymore.

He understood everything now.

Cordelia wanted to completely distance herself from him.

He got out of bed, feeling a bit light-headed and unsteady on his feet.

Nora asked with concern, "Mr. Hansen, where are you going?”

"I'm going to check on her," Elijah said lightly.

While she was still here, Elijah wanted to look at her a little longer. If

she left, it would be difficult to see her again.

Once the woman he used to be indifferent towards, now it was a luxury

for him to even catch a glimpse of her, and he had to resort to feigning

wounded in order to see her.

It was true that no one could escape the curse of the "law of attraction.”

Cordelia didn't lock the door.

She slept on the bed in the guest room with her clothes on, her delicate

eyebrows were slightly frowned upon, and she did not sleep tight.

Elijah approached her slowly, his gaze fixed on Cordelia's exquisite and

beautiful face.

She had become much thinner due to trauma, and her face looked

smaller, but it made her features even more captivating.

He walked in front of her and couldn't help but bend down to kiss

Cordelia on the brow, filled with deep longing.

Cordelia slowly opened her eyes and found Elijah just inches away from

her.

As if she hadn't fully regained her senses, Cordelia raised her hand to

embrace his neck but froze the next moment.

She forcefully pushed against Elijah’s chest, only to have her wrist held

by him.

Elijah held her delicate hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed it

devoutly.

"Cordelia, I want to pursue you again. Be prepared,” Elijah said

confidently, a hint of youthful spirit in his smile.

Cordelia was momentarily stunned, as if seeing Elijah from many years

ago.

The genius boy who could remain calm and talk confidently in front of

tens of thousands of people.

He was so dazzling that Cordelia felt herself small, like a star in the sky.

Cordelia withdrew her hand coldly after scrutinizing him for a few

seconds and said, "It seems like you're already fine. I'll go back then.”

Elijah sat on the bed, holding his forehead, and said, "I have a

headache. Can you massage it for me?”

Inside, Cordelia was amused by Elijah’s pretense, but she remained

composed on the surface.

"I will have my assistant settle the previous medical fees with you. As

for the massage, please pay upfront. Trustworthy."

Elijah chuckled softly, "Can I have a yearly package?”

"I'm sorry, but we don't offer long-term services,” Cordelia said as she

got up, ready to leave.

Elijah approached her, pulled her into his embrace, and said softly with

a smile, "Okay, I'll pay now. Can you massage it for me, Miss Carter?"