Chapter 993

It took John considerable effort to open his eyes.

The pain that caught him off guard just now stopped short of knocking him out, and he had to use every bit of strength to retain his consciousness.

After all, what would happen to Cordy if he blacked out?

Gritting his teeth, he used all his strength to pick up the wet fabric Cordy dropped on the floor, holding it against her nose.

Cordy's heart skipped a beat—he was hurt, but the first thing he did once he reimagined consciousness was to protect her.

She had been so scared that she forgot to pick up the wet fabric after she dropped it, along with the fact that she could die from inhaling too much smoke as well.

Her eyes were red. Then, she heard John rasping, "You have to always take care of yourself..."

And yet, he didn't do the same when danger struck just now.

In fact, she clearly felt him pushing her out of harm's way so that the chandelier only struck his back and not her.

awash with a

no time to think when their lives were on the

the same time, John had pushed himself off the

wounds over his back or rest-once he got up, he pulled Cordy along and kept

Even their damp clothes seemed to have

either. Their nostrils and throats felt as if they were aflame, their breathing endlessly impeded and getting more laborious by the

Thud!

Cordy dropped on the

wasn't struck by something falling overhead, however-her body had simply reached its

a crouch to try and help her up, just as she pushed herself

caved again as she got up, and she dropped to

be it-her whole body burned even if the fire hadn't reached her, and her skin could no longer withstand the heat

she could feel was

as she collapsed on

live-she would never bear to leave Dicky alone, but she

would just

able to make

John said, crouching in front

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