Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 128

Cordelia was utterly flustered.

Lorna would clean her room every day. To avoid getting caught with the medicine Louie had given her, Cordelia had hidden it in her backpack. But now, she had been busted

Everard pinched the bottle of pills, a smile playing on his lips that didn’t quite reach his eyes, casting a somber mood over the room they dubbed Midnight Scent.

Panic flickered in Cordelia’s beautiful eyes. She had a feeling that if Everard realized what the pills were for, he would be furious.

Thinking quickly, she blurted out, “Vitamins.”

After saying this, she reached out to snatch them back. She was quick, but Everard was quicker. As she leaned in, he pushed back in his chair, sliding away effortlessly.

By the time Cordelia stood up to grab them, he had already unscrewed the cap, taken out a pill, and brought it to his nose for a sniff. Then he looked up at her.

Maybe it was her imagination, but Cordelia could swear his gaze had turned colder, a complex storm brewing in his deep eyes, as unpredictable as the vast night sky.

He must have figured it out. The thought made Cordelia freeze.

Maybe it was time to tell the truth.

She was about to speak when Everardlowered his gaze, masking the turbulence in his eyes, and his features softened in an instant.

“Oh,” he sighed lightly, “vitamins, huh?”

His voice was faint, hollow, tinged with melancholy and disappointment.

He placed the pill back in the bottle, screwed the cap on, and handed it back to Cordelia.

She was puzzled

Looking down at the bottle in her hand and then back at Everard, he seemed almost wounded, like a had been abandoned by its owner, unwittingly tugging at her heartstrings.

Did her actions truly hurt him to this extent?

puppy that

began to eat her breakfast sandwich, but as she took a bite, she heard

sandwich suddenly lost its

saw Everard, who usually fought her for the last bite of the sandwich, slumped in his chair, the image of dejection.

help but offer him a sandwich, “why aren’t you

hunched over it. After

perplexed, and finally

breakfast. Taking Everard’s hand, she held it for a while until he

and leave for

bit longer, “…a little bit

than flirtatious. Cordelia’s

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time felt right, she let go of his hand and stood up,

nodded. “Yeah, off you go.”

shoulder and walked out, but after a few

made Midnight Scent bright, but a shadow seemed to hover

to live perpetually in the

for school. The image of his disappointed face played on her mind. He must have recognized the pills but played ignorant to spare her feelings. And now he was so upset he couldn’t even

felt guilty. Reaching into her pocket,

one every two… no, three days. Just enough to suppress a little.

the dining table, savoring the sandwich Cordelia had left behind.

but still

drawer, he pulled out a bottle of pills

he had to be the

it seemed someone else had beaten him to it.

on her, only tenderness. Judging by her reaction upon leaving,

who had given her

eyes. It seemed the group had been

with Lorna in the afternoon, so upon arriving at school, she first talked to Latham before returning to the

noticed Merry acting furtively, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back. Cordelia sat down,

Merry sneaking glances at her

Merry’s phone

message from the platform moderator, “You’d better clear this up; it’s not looking

Merry’s face tensed.

she’d recorded