A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 279

After Cordy left work, she headed straight to John’s apartment.

It was only after she arrived and saw the food placed on the table that she remembered that she hadn’t eaten.

In fact, she had forgotten that it was now dinnertime.

Winston invited her to join them eagerly, while Dicky was also hugging her leg and saying, "Mommy! I missed you so much! Let's eat together— Winston made us a lot of good food."

Unable to resist Dicky's enthusiasm, and because she afforded Kyle an opening to attack her because she wasn’t eating well that one time, Cordy wouldn’t allow herself to repeat the same amateur mistake.

Even if Kyle was dead, John lives—and he was far more dangerous than Kyle.

As she sat at the dining table, John never once spoke to her and maintained his noble aloofness.

Cordy finally looked at the food on the table to see that almost every dish was her favorite.She then remembered that Dicky's tastes were just like hers; therefore this wasn’t the least bit surprising.

Picking up her knife and fork, she started eating.

As they ate, Dicky's chipper voice made it obvious how happy he was to have Cordy there.

He kept putting food on her plate, asking repeatedly if the food was good.

When she looked like she was about to put down her knife and fork, he told her seriously that she should take care of her body so that she could give her a sister.

choked from the

no plans to marry, and even less so now

has you, and that's enough,"

"I'm full now.I'd be sick if

"Okay," Dicky nodded obediently.

be as big as daddy and protect you from

"That's good,"

that no matter how bad things got, all was right with the world as long as she had Dicky.She just didn’t expect the thought to shatter

Dicky in his room in front of his little desk, she spent an hour teaching him the proper pronunciation;

actually skeptical if her 1600 SAT score

baby—her own flesh and blood—was simply unable to absorb the most basic knowledge! She clenched her knuckles to restrain herself, finally realizing that peace in the family was possible except when homework came in the

best of mothers, she would turn into the stereotypical wicked

the moment, she was almost shaking as she

repeatedly told herself that she wasn’t upset and that Dicky was her biological son,

"Am I stupid, Mommy?"

sad puppy look at her, perhaps having

before had tried countless

not be harsh with him, they left in tears from

so hard, Dicky

heart softened almost

preschooling, but it gets very simple once

"Okay!"