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

to Sachs Mansion ever since she returned to the country,

the chauffeur

nodded and slowly drove out of the

when John suddenly

she was clearly wary—John had always

helped her put on

don’t have to clench

promptly looked

that she was doing that.

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

Cordy was speechless.

could he

back just then, she blurted, “How did you get a

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

at her and held her gaze for

about changing the subject, John said, “It was against my

like that could happen to a burly man who measured up to six

guess she’s quite assertive.” Cordy tried to

day.” John nodded, glancing at her again with his dark gaze.

felt like their conversation was not that dull.

did you two end up separated?” Cordy asked, trying to change the subject—she was also curious as to why

doesn’t like me.”

was dumbfounded again—someone dumped a

your child?” It just did not

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

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

separate yourself from a woman like

her,

her own cheeks self-consciously. “Mr. Levine?”

head to her for the rest

frowned—he was certainly

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

silent until it stopped

said as she maintained her distance from him.

“Take care, Ms. Sachs.”

replied, while feeling relieved inside.

that she was slightly worried that John would insist on walking her to her apartment unit. Her tolerance toward strangers was already

felt less wary toward him—even though she should

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