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

Mansion ever since she returned to the country, and her

said, giving the chauffeur

chauffeur quickly nodded and slowly drove out of

was when John suddenly leaned toward

was clearly wary—John had always kept his distance.

he helped her put on her seatbelt, and

“You don’t

promptly looked

not notice that she was doing that.

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

Cordy was speechless.

narcissistic could he

back just then, she blurted, “How did you get a kid if you really were?”

said it—she was not close enough to John

look at her and held her gaze for a long

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

could happen to a burly man who measured up to six feet

guess she’s quite assertive.” Cordy tried to play along.

day.” John nodded, glancing at her again

their conversation was not

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

doesn’t like

a man as

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

said coolly. “She was actually going to abandon

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

separate yourself from a

and stared fixedly at her,

her own cheeks self-consciously.

the back of his head to her for the rest of the journey.

frowned—he was certainly volatile.

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

was silent until it stopped outside Cordy’s

she

nodded. “Take care, Ms. Sachs.”

replied, while feeling relieved

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

toward him—even though she

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