Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 49

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.

a towering six–foot–two, he stood a full head taller than Cordelia. He approached her

Cordelia

his breath tickling her skin, and with a naughty tone, he suggested,

Silence fell.

later, Cordelia stepped back her right foot, her fist clenched, and threw a punch straight

Everard caught her wrist with ease, raising an eyebrow.

Calvert strolled in with breakfast. “Morning, early

The tension dissipated.

fist and, acting as if nothing had happened, bit into a muffin as if it were Everard.

dream keep haunting her?

rest of the day, Cordelia was as cold as ice, holding a grudge

there was a wicked curl to his lips, a

Cordella grabbed Everard’s

Little Fang’s text

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

in others‘

a brief pause, Cordelia nodded. “Good to know you understand” With

he just been threatened without

for an explanation, only

could this girl be

Cordelia was back in her classroom that she

the homework, and headed to her advanced math class. Yesterday’s concepts had been so engaging that she couldn’t help but dive deep

“Lia, guess what? Yates got

Cordelia asked,

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