Chapter 53 The Request for Transfer

Cordelia's petite frame trembled as his cold, deep voice startled her, leaving her dumbfounded. She hadn't said anything out of line, so why was he snapping at her? Cordelia blinked her moist lashes, her nose turning red, resembling a scolded child without reason. Feeling utterly bewildered, she turned and angrily walked away. Benedict furrowed his brow and watched Cordelia's retreating figure, unable to explain why he felt so angry. They had agreed on a divorce in three months. There was no need for Benedict to invest any emotions in Cordelia. Returning to the bedroom, Cordelia plopped herself onto the bed. She claimed his spot, leaving him with no place to sleep! If he dared not to provide her with a bed, she would call Archibald to complain. No matter what happened, it wouldn't disturb Cordelia's sleep. She quickly dozed off, hugging her pillow. In the deep of the night, Benedict pushed open the door to the room and found an extra figure on the bed. Approaching, he wrapped