Chapter 25 Benedict's Help

Cordelia's tiny cheeks turned red and hot! Nervously, she explained, "I fell because the brakes suddenly hit. I didn't mean to harass you!" 'What am I saying?' Cordelia quickly corrected herself. "No, I didn't see or feel anything just now." Benedict's handsome face instantly tightened into a cold, hard curve, and an icy chill emanated from him, freezing the air. No feeling at all? Was she implying that his manhood was too small? Cordelia stared into his ice-hardened eyes, feeling as if he had a grip on her throat, making her breath cautious. The atmosphere seemed to solidify, and Cordelia felt a fear that she might be thrown out of the car the next second. "Sorry, Mr. Radcliffe. A car suddenly rushed out, and I had to dodge." The driver's voice broke the tense atmosphere in the back seat. Only then did Benedict release her, his thin lips coldly stating, "Sit properly." Cordelia felt a sense of relief as if she had just escaped death. Her heart was still pounding, and she mo