Classic Novel
Chapter 403
Chapter 403
Chapter 403 Soul-Searching Conversation
He looked at Elijah lying on the sofa weakly and growled. "Tell me, why do you like Cordelia? She is
not gentle nor virtuous, but just an alternative medicine doctor."
"She is gentle, virtuous, and a miracle doctor. She can also dance and play various musical
instruments. Especially in bed, she can make me crazy..."
Ben was so angry that he gritted his teeth and roared, "Shut up! I dare you to take a video as proof!"
"Fuck off!"
They were bickering when the sound of a car came from the yard.
Ben immediately stood up, grabbed his coat, and wanted to leave.
At this time, Cordelia came in.
She was holding a large bag in her hand containing several bags of dark liquid.
Ben pursed his lips and said, "I'll leave Elijah to you. Bye."
"Are you going to Grant City to find Imogen?" Cordelia asked.
"Or what?"
"She won't see you," Cordelia said coldly.
"It's up to her whether to see me or not, and it's also up to me whether to go or not." After saying that,
Ben left quickly as if he wouldn't be able to leave if he was a second later.
The room fell silent, and Cordelia was sitting on the sofa, looking at Elijah coldly.
"I was wrong."
Whether wrong or not, he always thought admitting his mistakes first was the best choice.
Cordelia raised her eyebrow and asked, "What did you do wrong?"
"I shouldn't simply take medicine," Elijah replied obediently.
Cordelia looked at his sincere gaze and no longer doubted him.
"How long have you been taking sleeping pills?" Cordelia asked.
"It's been a long time, and now I can't sleep even after taking sleeping pills," Elijah said in frustration.
Cordelia remembered that Gideon had that problem, and now Elijah often couldn't sleep. It was
probably hereditary. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
But this time, Elijah probably took the medicine once and still couldn't sleep, so he took it again, or he
was irritable and simply took a few more pills and finally overdosed.
At that time, he might not necessarily be sober.
It was really dangerous.
So, she took out a sachet from her bag and handed it to Elijah. "When you sleep in the future, put it
next to your pillow."
Elijah took the sachet and looked at the pattern on it carefully.
"Did you make this yourself?" Elijah asked.
"Um." Cordelia thought for a while and said, "Elijah, I suggest you see a psychiatrist."
"Can you go with me?" Elijah asked with anticipation.
"Elijah, we have broken up. If it weren't for your dangerous incident this time, I wouldn't have come."
Cordelia frowned.
After saying that, she was afraid her words would provoke him, so she regretted it.
Until now, Cordelia was still considering him, which made her feel helpless.
"What's wrong? Does this jerk stick with me forever? Doesn't anyone want him or take care of him?"
she thought.
"Cordelia, why are you always so sober?" Elijah said, with red eyes.
Cordelia opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.
"Yes, I did escape before. I'm not confident enough, no confidence in our relationship, and I don't trust
you enough," Elijah said as he struggled to sit up and leaned toward Cordelia's face.
"But what about you? You say you don't want me, and you just did as you said. You leave so gracefully
and cut ties with me. Do you really love me as much as you say?"
Since things had come to that, Elijah seemed to go all out and wanted to have a soul-searching
conversation with Cordelia.