Chapter 942

Cordy was fuming-how could John still pay attention to other stuff?

She was dying here, but he did not care at all!

Taking a deep breath to calm down, she told Max the chauffeur, "Shake them off."novelxo

"Yes, Ms. Sachs."

Max was a racing driver who competed in the higher echelons, and it took him just around half an hour to shake their tail off.

However, he had been driving too quickly, weaving in and out of narrow alleys and powersliding through corners, and Cordy was left carsick right then.

Clutching her mouth, she mumbled, "Stop somewhere. I need to vomit."

"Okay," Max replied and promptly stopped the car by the road.

Cordy opened the door and started vomiting with a loud 1 blargh'.

Naturally, vomiting once was not quite enough-she kept vomiting over several consecutive times.

She had lost sleep the entire night last night, and being carsick while lethargic was twice more uncomfortable.

"Drink some water."

bottle of

her mouth and took a

"Have you

she replied in frustration, still

bite him whenever she had to think about

get something to

"Nope." Cordy refused.

"You'd get carsick again."novëxo

die," Cordy huffed, giving

seemed to chuckle

Cordy

loved to build his happiness on the suffering

an adult, but you behave like a

scowled harder

contrast, John relaxed

Cordy to get breakfast, and the soup she had

that delayed

she arranged by 1 PM that would take

very drowsy when they

she could think about was scenarios of her

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