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."

an opened bottle of mineral water

mouth and

"Have

replied in

wanted to bite him whenever she had to think about the

something to

"Nope." Cordy refused.

"You'd get carsick again."novëxo

Cordy huffed, giving up

to chuckle

you laughing about?" Cordy

on the suffering of others, did

an adult, but you behave like

scowled harder from

contrast, John relaxed

breakfast, and the

delayed Cordy’s

wanted to get into the chopper she arranged by 1 PM that would take them to the island, but they only arrived

very drowsy when they arrived at

night, and all she could think about was scenarios of her meeting John today and all the possibilities as

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