A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 801

John then began to recount how he started dating Nana. "I happened to run into Nana at the time. She was just about to get a heart transplant surgery with not much chance of success, around sixty to seventy.’

Cordy's fingers clenched on her wine glass-she hated it, but she also wanted to know his past.

"One of the care workers had wheeled me out on a stroll in the garden of the hospital. I looked like a mummy, with my whole face bandaged. She must’ve found my appearance amusing, so she approached me and asked what condition I had."

"She spoke in Zidonian, and it gave me a sense of familiarity in contrast to my parents. Moreover, it's been a while since I just woke up from the accident. I basically never spoke to anyone... And yet, I talked to her a lot that day, and we learned about our respective situations." 1

"That was when she said she’d date me if she survives the surgery. I said yes.'

John glanced at Cordy as he said that, and saw her calmly sipping her red wine, looking almost unaffected.

was the past, and she was rational enough

concern, he continued, "Actually, I never felt any sort of attraction towards her at the time. We were just mostly licking each other's wounds under desperate circumstances. I stayed with her until she was wheeled into surgery, and the

with me for another

my hideousness, even I hated myself-but she didn't. I admit, she

before I met you, I always thought I loved Nana. The reason we decided to date each other in the first place was whimsical, sure, but I never felt repulsed towards her after years of being with her. In fact, I

kept sipping on her wind, though her

fair share of women eager to have me. Some even went as far

at him, and he promptly corrected himself. "Err, I mean, you're very beautiful,

that, Cordy looked away and kept

continued, 'I never considered myself shallow, and I’m used to beautiful people since I was constantly in contact with them. Even so, your appearance left me entranced. I was afraid to see you again, because things might escalate to a point beyond no return. That's

it's as if you've latched onto me. You always showed up exactly when I didn't want to see you. And the more I see you, the more

for a moment, as if he was crumbling inside. "I think I’d really die by your hands in