Cherished By Seven Sisters

Chapter 344 Something Exciting
Her long, neatly arranged eyelashes quivered slightly, framing her beautiful, gleaming eyes.
To Emrys’ surprise, he actually blushed.
Feeling guilty, he averted his gaze.
However, his eyes happened to rest on the open collar of Cordelia’s nightgown, causing him to widen his eyes in astonishment.
Cordelia had also noticed Emrys’ gaze, but this time, she surprisingly didn’t attempt to shield herself. Instead, she provocatively
looked back at him and scoffed. “Hmph! What are you looking at, you eunuch king!”
Emrys thought, It’s one thing for her to call me a eunuch, but to call me the king of eunuchs is infuriating!
Emrys felt humiliated and clenched his teeth in anger. Suddenly, his gaze shifted, and he said with a laugh, “Ha! Delia, do you
dare to engage in something exciting with me?”
“What exciting thing?”
“Assisted cultivation.”
“Pfft. What’s so special about that? I’ve already been able to endure for over twenty minutes. Your move is useless against me,”
Cordelia said disdainfully.
“Is that so?”
A mischievous grin appeared on Emrys’ face as he said, “This time, I’ll assist you in your cultivation next to the sleeping Nina. Do
you dare to take up the challenge?”
Cordelia didn’t respond.
“Still not daring, huh? Delia, you really are a coward.”
“What? How dare you call me a coward? Fine, let’s play. I simply can’t stand your roguish behavior!”
Provoked by Emrys, Cordelia was unwilling to admit defeat.

First, she went to the restroom to take care of her personal needs. Then, she followed Emrys into his room.
“Shh! Delia, tread lightly. Don’t wake up Nina.”
“Oh, okay.” –
The way the two of them were sneaking around was reminiscent of a young couple misbehaving behind their parents’ backs.
Soon, they arrived on the bed, and Emrys began to assist Cordelia in her cultivation.
In order to appear strong in front of Emrys, Cordelia tried hard to control her voice, determined not to let Ninette, who was
sleeping nearby, hear her.
The first ten minutes passed without any extraordinary events.
Cordelia managed to hold back completely, not making a single sound, though her breathing was slightly labored.
By the fifteenth minute, Cordelia finally understood what Emrys had been smirking about earlier. That darn Ninette suddenly
rolled over and began groping around with her hands.
Cordelia was left speechless, experiencing a breakdown in an instant.
Emrys ended up spending that night on the couch, as Cordelia stubbornly occupied his bed and refused to leave. Therefore,
when Ninette woke up the next morning, she was utterly perplexed. Huh? Wasn’t I sleeping next to Rys? Why am I sleeping next
to Delia now?
Cordelia, however, didn’t say much. She directly drove Ninette out, then hurriedly rolled bedsheet and threw it into the washing
machine as if she had a secret she was afraid someone would discover.
That day, Emrys decided to secretly make a trip to Summerbank.
On the surface, it was to teach at Jazona University, but in reality, he wanted to avoid Ninette.
He hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for four nights already.
If things continued like that, he would inevitably experience a breakdown sooner or later. Hence, Emrys decided it would be best
for him to lay low for the time being.

During that day’s short course in traditional medicine, Emrys saw Jacqueline again.
The impoverished girl had not yet been able to harness her life force. Emrys felt concerned for her and wished to advise her to
stop tormenting herself and instead find a husband to marry quickly.
After the class ended, Emrys went to Lommore Condominium.
He thought he could finally get a restful night’s sleep. However, just as he stepped out of the
room he noticed an incredibly beautiful woman with an hourglass figure sitting on the living
room couch. She gazed at him with narrowed eyes and a slight smile on her face.
“Rys, Ninette has been constantly by your side these past few days. I haven’t had a chance to ask for your assistance with my
cultivation. Tonight, I can finally have you all to myself. Hehe!”
“Go away!”
Somewhere in Jazona, inside a dimly lit grand hall devoid of light, a few scattered torches adorned the surroundings.
In the center of the grand hall stood an altar. Around the altar, a dozen or so large black vats were arranged, filled to the brim
with a vibrant red liquid.