A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 889

John ultimately left Nana's room, but she wasn't letting go of his hand even in her sleep.

He had to firmly pry her fingers off, not caring that he seemed to wake her when doing so.

He turned and headed outside, his feet seemingly weighing tons.

The last three years suddenly felt like a dream; yet even though he had woken up from it, he was unable to escape.

He paused just outside a ward.

He had no idea that Cordy was staying in that ward, and was simply taking a stroll on a whim.

Yet he ended up here anyway, and he couldn’t leave once he arrived.

He stood outside the door, watching as Cordy got out of bed and into the wheelchair beside it.

Dicky was just typing the password on his laptop when he heard the commotion. He turned towards her and asked, "Mommy?"

don't worry,” she told him softly, not noticing

that was a lie—too much was weighing on her

that would make her

couldn't help wanting to see him again now and stay

herself out when she saw Patrick sound asleep on the couch, exhaustion registering

been sweet on her, and there were times she truly felt a

pulling the blanket off it with considerable effort, and

and wiggled, murmuring, "Don't worry, Cordy. I'll always be at

aching

blood. If there was anyone whom she owed anything in this world, it was definitely

she couldn't reciprocate

headed towards the door, only to see John standing right

for a moment, and was actually afraid to get close in

other for a while, until Dicky broke

You're awake?" Dicky ran up to John excitedly,

Dicky, noting that the boy had grown much taller in just three