A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 6

“Of course!”

Cordy certainly came to like Richard a lot after spending a week with the boy. “I’ve left you my number, so call me anytime you miss me. I’ll even come to meet you when I’m free.”

“Liar, liar, pants on fire…”

Cordy dropped to a crouch then, which took her considerable exertion.

Nearby, the nonexistent man was left frowning as she tenderly tousled Richard’s hair from the same height as the latter. “Yes, pants on fire.”

Richard beamed adorably then and gave her a peck on the cheek.

The nonexistent man frowned even harder then.

“I have to go now,” Cordy told Richard with a tender look.

“Okay, Mommy. Don’t run or you might fall,” Richard called after her sweetly—the boy simply refused to stop calling her that even after a week.

When Cordy tried to, Richard would become alarmed, thinking that she was abandoning her, his little eyes turning red and welling with tears from misery.

It certainly stopped Cordy from being stubborn—the boy would get it when he was older anyway.

As she limped out alone from her ward on her crutch, John kept following her.

She wanted to stop him more than once, but she held her tongue.

It was not until they reached the main entrance that she spoke. “Mr. Levine…”

However, he simply walked past her, opening the door of the black Maybach parked in front of her like a gentleman.

As Cordy frowned, he said, “I’ll give you a ride home.”

“I shouldn’t trouble you. I can get home by myself.”

“I have a car,” he insisted simply.

Cordy stared at him. Was he bragging?

“It’s no trouble,” he added.

Cordy genuinely found it difficult to talk to him, but she compromised regardless.

He seemed to have this mystical ability to stop her from refusing, though refusing was just going to be a waste of time—it would never work.

As she got into the luxurious sedan, John asked, “Where do you live, Ms. Sachs?”

she

she returned to the country, and

the chauffeur

nodded and slowly

was when John suddenly leaned toward

though she was clearly

looked on as he helped her put on her seatbelt, and she was

done, he said evenly, “You don’t have to clench your fists, Ms. Sachs.”

looked down.

not notice that she was doing

the situation unfurled, John added, “Don’t worry, Ms. Sachs. I’m not the type to sleep

Cordy was speechless.

could

blurted, “How did you get a

it—she was not close enough to John that they could joke like

to look at her and held her gaze for a long while.

just as she thought about changing the subject, John said, “It was

happen to a burly

she’s quite assertive.” Cordy tried

that day.” John nodded, glancing

felt like their conversation was not

asked, trying to change the subject—she

doesn’t like

a man

would she bear your child?” It just

wanted Dicky,” John said coolly. “She was actually going to

cut by a blade right then. She did not even want to imagine the scene where a newly born Dicky, so young and defenseless, was almost dumped without

yourself from a woman like her,” she said earnestly.

lips and stared fixedly at her,

her own cheeks self-consciously.

kept the back of his head

was certainly

mentioned his unpleasant relationship, it would make sense that he would be

silent until it

Cordy said as she maintained her distance

nodded. “Take care, Ms.

replied, while feeling

her to her apartment unit. Her tolerance toward strangers was already at its limit after

felt less wary toward him—even though she should be very wary against him.

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