Chapter 197 Facebook Posts
On the other end of the phone, Imogen was indignant with furrowed brows.
Cordelia chuckled lightly and calmly said, “Anyway, he’s no longer mine. Let him be! I don’t want to always be affected by him. In that case, the divorce is meaningless.”
Imogen blinked her eyes. “But Cordelia, it’s highly likely that Elijah will continue to bother you. Aren’t you even a bit angry?”
“Not at all! I’ll just quietly watch him perform. No one can hurt me as long as my heart is calm like still water.” Cordelia responded nonchalantly.
Just then, Eason suddenly said, “Cordelia, I’m glad you can think this way.”
Upon hearing this deep and low male voice, Imogen’s eyes widened, and she couldn’t help but cover her mouth.
“It’s Eason,” Cordelia said, fl*pping the camera to face Eason.
So Imogen saw the handsome and resolute man sitting across from Cordelia.
“Mr. Holland?” Imogen had seen Eason before, but they hadn’t interacted.
“You’re Cordelia’s best friend. Just call me Eason along with
her.” Eason said in a calm tone.
“Hi, Eason, nice to meet you. Cordelia lives alone outside and works hard. Please take good care of her.” Imogen freely said.
“Of course.” Eason smiled faintly, feeling that Cordelia’s friend was quite straightforward.
Cordelia retorted unhappily from the side, “Hey, I’m quite capable, okay? I could handle the Hansen family well. And I can take good care of myself. Why do you make it sound like I’m delicate as a flower?”
Eason rarely saw Cordelia’s lively and cheerful side, and he appreciated it, so he smiled without saying anything.
Imogen and Cordelia began bantering with each other, poking fun at each other’s words. In the end, they laughed together.
Later, Imogen even asked for Eason’s contact information, intending to add him as a friend.
“Alright, I’m going to take a shower now. I won’t talk to you anymore! Goodbye, Eason!” Imogen said.
“Goodbye.”
After that, Cordelia hung up the phone, still wearing a lingering smile on her l*ps.
“Cordelia, about my earlier suggestion, I hope you consider it.”
Eason suddenly spoke up.
“Oh? What is it?” Cordelia thought it was work-related.
“You can find a boyfriend to avoid Elijah’s continued
hara*sment. Hmm… even a pretended boyfriend is an option.” Eason pondered.
Cordelia laughed. “Eason, that would be too childish. But I will consider it. Thank you for being so concerned.”
After seeing off Eason, Cordelia returned to her room and took out the photos Imogen had sent her once again.
It was a screenshot of Daisy’s Facebook post.
[Accompanying my fiancé working overtime, bored but sweet!]
Two of the nine pictures showed Elijah working diligently at his desk.
Cordelia rested her chin on her hand and stared blankly at the night sky outside the window.
Imogen: [These seductive and vulgar women really know how to act.]
As she murmured to herself, Imogen sent another message.
Imogen: [I’ll retaliate against her on your behalf!]
Cordelia’s temple started throbbing.
Her intuition told her that Imogen must have done something!
Sure enough, when Cordelia opened her Facebook, she saw a post that Imogen had made just two minutes ago.
[Oops, what a talented and beautiful couple! Is there anyone who thinks they are a perfect match? Please give them a like.]
Below was a screenshot of Cordelia and Eason in the same frame from their recent video call.
What was even more surprising was that within just a few minutes, there were already over twenty likes in the comments.
And among them was Eason himself!
