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.”

moment to process his words, and then she rolled her eyes at him.

stood a full head taller than Cordelia. He approached her with his lithe figure, leaning

despite herself, Cordelia asked,

and with a naughty tone, he suggested,

Silence fell.

her right foot, her fist clenched, and threw a

an eyebrow. “If I lose my looks, I won’t be the

Calvert strolled in with breakfast. “Morning, early birds!

The tension dissipated.

a muffin as if it were Everard. The softness reminded her of the dream, and she froze mid–bite.

dream keep haunting

ice, holding a grudge as if someone had pissed

there was a wicked curl to his lips, a playfulness

ended quickly, and still simmering, Cordella grabbed Everard’s hand before

the door, she remembered Little Fang’s text about the

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

meddle in others‘ business?‘

to know

just been threatened without knowing

explanation, only to

could this girl be so adorable?”

in her classroom that she began to calm down.

homework, and headed to her advanced math class. Yesterday’s

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

asked,

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