Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 945 Cordelia And Her Insecurity

What the…

Emrys felt a flutter of unease stir within him. Were it not for his familiarity with Cordelia’s character, he might have mistaken her actions for a deliberate attempt at seduction.

Suppressing his discomfort, Emrys inquired, “Delia, can I help you?”

“Must there be a reason for me to come talk to you? When did we become so distant?” Cordelia’s tone carried a trace of hurt as she gracefully settled beside Emrys. Her presence enveloped him, accompanied by the subtle fragrance of her hair.

Emrys expression stiffened, his gaze i

upon Cordelia in astonishment.

She was normally aloof and composed, but today she seemed different–her facial expressions and the undertones of resentment in her voice rang with an unusual. pretentiousness. Something was definitely awry.

Conscious of the need to remain composed. Emrys fought to rein in his wandering thoughts. Delia must be setting yet another trap for me. She’s waiting for me to take the bait only for her to give my ear a twist as punishment. There’s no way I’d fall for that!

“Rys, as you know, I’ve always had feelings for you. It’s just that… there was a barrier in my heart before, something I couldn’t surmount. But now, I’ve made up my mind. I want to be yours in this lifetime. So, I offer myself to you today. Will you accept?”

Cordelia’s soft voice hung in the air, accompanied by a blush that painted her cheeks a delicate shade of pink. Her bashfulness was evident in the subtle tilt of her head and her downward gaze.

stunned silence, his mind reeling with

Or is

anymore.

Cordelia seemed crestfallen. “Rys, do you think I’m not good enough for you? Do you think I’m a hypocrite for pretending to be reserved in the

can you think that, Delia?

only deepened as he scrutinized Cordelia’s

usual composed facade, her emotions laid bare in a raw display. The

silanca har inner

And Her Insecurity

would I have

she had commanded respect and authority among

to challenge her authority, not even Emrys.

even the mighty Empyrean Lord would shrink into submission, resembling

say something like

a deep breath. “If you don’t think I’m not good enough for you, then why won’t you…

vehemently, explaining. “No, Delia, that’s not it at all… You understand the challenges I face with my cultivation. If my vital energy were to diminish without good reason, all my efforts would be for naught.

agitated and

“Oh. I see.”

in her gaze only intensified, casting a shadow over her features.