Chapter 206 Handle Him
After Elijah left, Imogen looked dazedly at Cordelia. “If I’m not mistaken, Elijah just considered me his love rival, didn’t he?”
“Just ignore him.”
Cordelia, with a faint blush still on her cheeks, shrugged and pretended nonchalance as she took a sip of her beer.
Imogen sighed, “Your husband has quite the possessive streak, doesn’t he?”
Cordelia corrected her, “He’s not my husband anymore.”
Imogen teased, “Well, it seems like he still treats you like his private property and cherishes you a lot.”
While speaking, Imogen looked down at the message on her mobile phone. Then, she continued, “Look! Even Ben said that Elijah has never lent his private box to anyone, not even him.”
Cordelia thought about Imogen’s words while drinking. It did seem like Elijah hadn’t entirely treated her as an outsider.
“Imogen, what do you think… What does Elijah mean?”
Cordelia asked, still lacking confidence and trying not to read too much into these things.
Since the outsiders could always know better, Cordelia decided to ask for Imogen’s opinion.
“It’s possessiveness, I think!” Imogen thought for a moment, then added, “But don’t rule out that he truly likes you, not just out of possessiveness.”
Cordelia nodded. Her thoughts aligned with Imogen’s.
However, she knew Elijah’s behavior had been inconsistent in the past, so she couldn’t place too much hope in him.
“Hey, Cordelia, do you think Elijah will really shut down Elissa?” Imogen asked curiously.
“He will,” Cordelia affirmed with confidence.
Imogen cupped her face, grinning widely. “I used to think women like Elissa could have any man they wanted, but it turns out that they couldn’t. Elijah has earned my respect.”
Cordelia said gloomily, “Wasn’t Elijah interested in Elissa as well?”
“Nope!” Imogen said seriously, “Elissa has hooked up with so many men, but only Elijah was just fooling her around. He tolerated her only for Ben’s sake.”
“Really?” Cordelia, however, had a feeling that Imogen had been. heavily influenced by Ben.
“Hey, it’s true!” Imogen said helplessly.
The two chatted casually while sipping their wine.
Later, Imogen kept yawning. “Cordelia, I’m drowsy. Remember to wake me up when that bastard comes over.”
“Okay.”
Cordelia gazed down at Imogen, who had curled up and nestled on her thigh. She was so petite and somehow seemed quite pitiful.
“Let me tell you what a bastard Ben is. He won’t let me go even during my period and let me please him with my hands. He’s a
monster!”
Imogen grumbled, her words a bit slurred.
Embarra*singly, her statement was heard by Ben, who had just arrived.
His expression turned dark as he sent a sharp, piercing glance toward the drowsy Imogen.
“Imogen, wake up. Ben’s here” Cordelia urgently pushed Imogen.
“Whatever. I’ll play dead and let him hold me.”
Cordelia finally realized that Imogen was already drunk. And now, driven by the alcohol, she started to say nonsense.
However, as soon as Imogen finished speaking, she was lifted into the air. Startled, she clung to Ben’s neck like a little monkey.
“You foolish woman. You got drunk even when you were just having a drink with a friend. You’re utterly useless,” Ben scolded, his tone full of disdain.”
Imogen tilted her head, pretending to be deaf. Then, she took the opportunity to wink at Cordelia.
Cordelia held her forehead. It seemed that her concerns for Imogen were clearly unnecessary. This girl had already figured out how to handle Ben’s temper.
After Ben carried Imogen out of the private booth, the whole place fell silent.
The dim lighting made Cordelia feel slightly uncomfortable, so she decided to step outside for some fresh air.
As she left the booth, Cordelia unexpectedly ran into Daisy, who was surrounded by a group of socialites.
Cordelia walked past her and went into the bathroom at the
corner.
To her surprise, Daisy followed her into the restroom, closed the door, and blocked her path. Apparently, she didn’t want Cordelia to leave.
