“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

since she returned to the country, and her so-called family never

giving the

quickly nodded and slowly

suddenly

clearly wary—John

helped her put on her seatbelt, and she was left

was done, he said evenly, “You don’t have

promptly looked

did not notice that she was doing

situation unfurled, John added, “Don’t worry, Ms. Sachs. I’m

Cordy was speechless.

could

back just then, she blurted, “How did you

regretted it almost as soon as she said it—she was not

to look at her and

subject, John said, “It was

that could happen to a burly man who measured up to

assertive.” Cordy tried to

nodded, glancing at her again with his

conversation was not that dull.

separated?” Cordy asked, trying to change the

doesn’t like me.”

a man

would she bear your child?” It

said coolly. “She was actually going to abandon him after

by a blade right then. She did not even want to imagine the scene where a newly born

to separate yourself from a woman like her,” she said

his lips and stared fixedly at her, as if there was something on

own cheeks

of his head to her

frowned—he was

considering that she mentioned his unpleasant relationship, it would make sense that he would

until it stopped

Cordy said as she maintained

nodded. “Take care,

replied, while feeling

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

less wary toward him—even though

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