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 replied.

returned to the country,

John said, giving the

chauffeur quickly nodded and slowly drove out of the hospital.

was when John suddenly leaned toward Cordy.

she was clearly wary—John had always

as he helped her put on her seatbelt, and

was done, he said evenly, “You don’t have to clench your fists,

promptly looked

notice that she was doing that.

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

Cordy was speechless.

could he get?!

back just then, she blurted, “How did

was not close enough to John that they could joke like

her and held her gaze

about changing the subject, John said, “It

that could happen to a burly man who measured up to

quite assertive.” Cordy tried to play along.

nodded, glancing at her again with

conversation was not

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

doesn’t like me.”

dumped a man

doesn’t, why would she bear your

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

it was cut by a blade right then. She did not even want to imagine the scene where a newly born Dicky,

separate yourself from a woman

his lips and stared fixedly at her, as if there

her own cheeks self-consciously. “Mr.

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

was

relationship, it would make sense that he would be in a bad

was silent until it stopped outside Cordy’s

you,” Cordy said as she maintained her distance from

nodded. “Take care,

while feeling

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

felt less wary toward

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