Chapter 13

*John…”

“I’m sorry I was late,” John said.

Cordy frowned, wondering if she was imagining it.

Somehow, this John was different from the usual John, who was more aloof.

Now, he seemed to feel emotions like humans do

Still, she wiggled against his hold, not sure what he was talking about.

“Did you get the wrong door? Let me go…”

Seemingly not feeling her resistance, John whispered into Cordy’s ear, “Now, I’ll always be here for you.

It sounded just like a promise.

“Look, just… ah!”

Cordy suddenly yelped as John abruptly scooped her up in his arms

Does he have some sort of fetish for carrying people?!

“You’d hurt your leg,” John said quietly into her ear just then.

Cordy was left speechless.

She actually thought that he was really drunk, but she somehow noticed her foot injury…

So, he was actually not drunk?!

Once that clicked, Cordy did not wait another moment and she started to struggle violently!

While John was not drunk, his body still felt a little floaty. Carrying her was no issue, but it was strenuous carrying her while she flailed around.

“Stop,” he said with restraint, but threateningly nonetheless.

“Let me down. I can walk on my own,” Cordy protested nonetheless.

disliked being this intimate-and did he not assure before that he was not

Liar!

not care less about what he said and she continued to struggle against

her room, but just as he glimpsed her bed, she shoved him so

again, left feeling dizzy

was like concrete-she could not make him budge or get away from

growled threateningly then, “Please don’t test my patience, Ms.

catch his breath, and there was an indescribable stress in

Cordy finally settled down

the end, adults could

huh?” John said, watching her as she stayed quiet in

an almost imperceptible blush on her fair cheeks, and he wondered if he

about that.

could not even come up with an excuse

me go.” Cordy protested

let me have a

hint, Cordy bit her lip and

a few deep

to be rife with hormones by then, and the temperature looked

flipped around, and reached for the remote for her air conditioning from her bedside drawer. “Achoo!” John sneezed-it was just early spring, and the nights were

air from the air conditioner, he felt

asked Cordy, “Where’s

toward it, and she soon heard unrestrained puking Cordy was left stumped. Did she

washroom soon turned quiet,

bed-it was in the news just days ago that someone drank themselves to death, and she did not need a dead body

reached the doorway when she heard the toilet flushing, while John turned

just

blinked and quietly

measuring himself just

really

a while and explained, “I needed to go

said, before adding sternly, “See

but eventually decided to stay

not watch him

fists for a long while before

needed eye bleach. And it would take up to a month to clean it

the next morning with dark circles under her

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