“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?”

Garden,” she

since she returned to

John said, giving the

quickly nodded and slowly drove

suddenly leaned toward

startled even though she was clearly wary—John had

on her seatbelt,

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

promptly looked

did not notice that she

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

Cordy was speechless.

could

then, she blurted, “How did you get a kid if you

said it—she was not

at her and held her gaze for a long while.

subject, John said, “It

that could happen to a burly man

guess she’s quite assertive.” Cordy

nodded, glancing at

their conversation

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

like me.”

was dumbfounded again—someone dumped a man as gorgeous as him?!

she doesn’t, why would she bear your child?” It just did

wanted Dicky,” John said coolly. “She was

even want to imagine

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

fixedly at her, as

own cheeks

away and kept the back of his head to her for the rest of the journey.

frowned—he was

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

was silent until it stopped outside

said as she maintained her distance from

“Take care, Ms.

replied, while feeling

John would insist on walking her to her apartment unit. Her

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

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