Chapter 47 The Source of the Pen

Cordelia extended her hand to push Benedict away, delivering a resounding slap. A crisp sound filled the room, freezing the atmosphere instantly. A dangerous aura emanated from Benedict, quickly engulfing the entire study. Cordelia was momentarily stunned. The fear from the last time he forcefully kissed her lingered in her heart, making her resistance purely instinctual. She locked eyes with the man. When she sensed the danger in his cold gaze, her breath hitched, and her cheeks turned red. "Why did you suddenly kiss me?" she stammered. Benedict's expression darkened ominously. He snorted coldly. "You were the one implying, and now you act reserved?" Who was the one rushing to deliver medicine, intentionally finding excuses to touch him, and using those seductive eyes on him? And now, she was playing innocent? Cordelia was full of confusion, her small face frozen. What implication? When did she give any hints? No, he had emotions. It was probably some kind of emotional percep