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 replied.

she returned

John said, giving the chauffeur a

quickly nodded and slowly drove

suddenly leaned toward

she was clearly wary—John had always kept his

put on her seatbelt, and she was

he said evenly, “You don’t have to

looked down.

notice that she was doing that.

added, “Don’t worry, Ms. Sachs. I’m not

Cordy was speechless.

could he get?!

then, she blurted, “How did you get a

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

turned to look at her and held her gaze for a long while.

about changing the subject,

happen to a burly man who measured up to six feet

quite assertive.” Cordy tried to play along.

nodded, glancing at her again with his dark

their conversation was not

change the

doesn’t like

a man as gorgeous

she bear your

never wanted Dicky,” John said coolly. “She was

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

from a woman like her,” she said

at her, as if there was something on her face.

cheeks

head to her for the rest of the

frowned—he was certainly volatile.

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

it

you,” Cordy said as she maintained her distance

care, Ms. Sachs.”

replied, while feeling relieved inside.

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

toward him—even though she

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