Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 49

A soft chuckle from Everard broke the silence in the Midnight Scent

He set aside the book he was holding, his deep eyes twinkling mischievously. “What were you dreaming about, gif?” he asked with a hint of amusement.

Cordelia’s cheeks flushed at the question

In her dream, she had not only touched him but also

Normally unperturbed, Cordelia seemed slightly flustered at that moment. For the first time, she cursed her uncanny memory, which replayed every vivid detail of the dream

Even the sensation of his abs felt unbelievably real

The usual indifference in Cordelia’s eyes seemed to shatter as she glared at Everard and snapped, “Bastard?”

It was only the second time Everard had seen her so mad. Her smooth cheeks puffed up in anger, and he must suppress the urge to poke them, imagining how satisfying it would feel

But that would probably make her even angrier.

Curbing his impulse, Everard leaned back casually, his smile unfolding, not a light chuckle or a low laugh this time, but a full–blown grin. His sharp features softened with joy, and the deep sound of his laughter tickled her heart.

Then, Cordelia heard him take the blame. “My fault.”

Was he responsible for her dream?

Before she could explode, he drawled. “There’s an old saying, ‘Daytime thoughts become nighttime dreams.” His smile deepened as he continued, “It’s my fault for not satisfying you, which led to such dreams.”

words, and then she rolled her eyes at him.

against the floor signaled Everard’s rise. At a towering six–foot–two, he stood a full head taller than Cordelia. He approached her with his lithe figure,

despite herself, Cordelia

breath tickling her skin, and with a naughty tone, he suggested, “How about we make your dream a

Silence fell.

back her right foot, her fist clenched, and threw a

Quick as it was, Everard caught her wrist with ease, raising an eyebrow. “If I lose my looks, I won’t

standoff, Calvert strolled in with breakfast. “Morning, early birds! What’s up?

The tension dissipated.

a muffin as if it were Everard. The softness reminded her of the

that dream keep haunting her?

was as cold as ice, holding a grudge as if someone

but that day, there was a

Cordella grabbed Everard’s hand before leaving

she remembered Little Fang’s text about the sports

turned coldly to him and said, “Little Fang, do you know

others‘ business?‘ he

nodded. “Good to know you understand” With that, she left

puzzled Had he just been threatened without knowing

for an explanation, only

this girl be so adorable?” Everard thought.

was back in her classroom that she began to

glanced over the homework, and headed to her advanced math class. Yesterday’s concepts had been so

grabbed her blazer and teased, “Lia, guess what? Yates got chauffeured to school today. Poor thing got his car

asked, puzzled.