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?"

on my own, don't worry,” she told him softly, not noticing the man at the

a lie—too much was weighing on her heart and suffocating her,

would make

she couldn't help wanting to see him

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

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

pulling the blanket off it with considerable effort, and

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

felt an aching

and blood. If there was anyone whom

couldn't reciprocate

blanket on Patrick, she turned and headed towards

hallucinating for a moment, and was actually afraid

stared at each other for a

awake?" Dicky ran up to

the boy had grown much taller in just three