Chapter 417

Chapter 417 Much Bigger

The next morning, when Elijah woke up, it was half past seven.

Actually, he still felt a bit sleepy. However, he resisted the drowsiness,

put away the sachet, and got out of bed.

When he arrived at Cordelia's room, he found that her room door was

wide open and the bed was neatly made. She had already left.

Walking into the empty room, Elijah felt a wave of melancholy.

"She has left so early..."

He instantly collapsed onto the bed, and the pillow still carried the

lingering scent of Cordelia's hair, which made him feel incredibly

peaceful.

So, he gradually fell asleep again in this room.

Cordelia left in the early morning, around six o'clock.

She wasn't deliberately avoiding Elijah but had to leave early because

her flight to Grant City was around eight o'clock. And she needed to go

back to the Maple Villa to pick up her luggage.

At noon, Cordelia was already sitting across from Imogen, having lunch

together.

Imogen had been eating a lot recently, and Cordelia was amazed by her

voracious appetite.

"It seems like the baby is gradually descending. Imogen, have you

considered a cesarean section?” Cordelia asked.

Imogen had already made up her mind and answered without

hesitation, "As long as the babies and I are safe, I don't insist on giving

birth naturally.”

Cordelia nodded, knowing that Imogen was well aware of the situation,

and she felt relieved.

"Adam said you didn't come back last night,” Cordelia asked again.

Imogen was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "Yes, I stayed at a

hotel, but I stayed alone.”

Cordelia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Imogen's belly was really big. She could usually hide it with

loose clothes, but it would be exposed sooner or later if she had

intimate contact with Ben.

Seeing everything was normal, Cordelia put down her fork and clasped

her hands together. She said, "Alright, let's start preparing our

luggage!"

Imogen happily replied, "Okay!"

In the evening, Ben invited Elijah to a club for drinks.

As soon as he entered, Elijah couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Ben's triumphant appearance greeted him as soon as he walked in.

"It seems that the proposal went well?"

Ben paused as the light in his eyes disappeared. He pretended to be

casual and said, "What would you like to drink? Let me pour it for you."

"No need," Elijah said expressionlessly, "What's the matter?"

After all, Ben's reaction showed he had something to say.

"I remember you know Mr. Gudwin of Grant City, right? Should he

know someone at the hospital?” Ben put down his glass and looked at

Elijah seriously. "I want to check Imogen's prenatal examination report.”

"Sure. Is that all?" Elijah leaned back lazily and said, "You could have just

told me over the phone.”

Ben shook his head. "I wanted to hear your opinion on this matter.”

"What do you mean? Are you suspecting that the child is not yours?"

Elijah raised his eyebrow and felt amused.

Ben snorted, "Do you think I'm so easily fooled?"

"So?"

"Imogen’s belly is bigger than it should be," Ben said seriously.

"Isn't it the same thing I said?" Elijah said disdainfully as if he could see

through him.

"I mean, it's much bigger. Much!!" He picked up a glass of whiskey and

finished it in one gulp.

Elijah fell silent for a few seconds and said, "I'll help you check right

away!"