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?”

Garden,” she

returned to Sachs Mansion ever since she returned

the chauffeur

and slowly drove

John suddenly leaned toward

she was clearly wary—John had

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

don’t have to clench

looked down.

notice that she was doing that.

worry, Ms. Sachs. I’m not the

Cordy was speechless.

could he

blurted, “How did

it almost as soon as she said it—she was not close enough

and held

about changing the subject, John said, “It

burly man who measured up

quite assertive.” Cordy tried to

glancing at her again with

felt like their conversation was

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

like

a

she bear your child?”

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

as if it was 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

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

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

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

and kept the back of his head to her for the

was certainly volatile.

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

car was silent until it stopped outside

she maintained her

care,

Cordy replied, while feeling

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

certainly considerate, and she actually felt less wary toward him—even though she should be very wary against

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