A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 297

Cordy had no idea how long had passed, or how much progress John made—or if he was done with applying the ointment.She had basically lost all patience when she suddenly felt the touch of his cool lips on her waist, away from the bruise.

She wheeled on him right then, stumbling backwards and shoving herself against the mirror, bristling as she snapped at John, "What do you think you're doing? You said you weren't interested!"

"Can't help it."

"Did you forget you're married?"

Cordy exploded —could he be even a worse scumbag at this point? Nonetheless, John replied loudly and clearly, "No.I'm not married yet."

"Even if you aren't, you're engaged.The wedding’s but a matter of time," she retorted.

"Or maybe you think you can mess around all you like before your wedding, even when you have a fiancee? Are contractual agreements the only thing capable of making you restrain yourself?"

John was actually left stumped by her rant.

In the end, he was simply bewitched and failed to stop himself from kissing her.He could never resist her body, and he had overestimated himself.

Mr.Levine.Go home," Cordy said, unceremoniously telling him

ointment on your own.I've spoken to Zoe, and

"Goodnight—"

John's face; he was left staring at it for moments, his face just inches

about staying away, but each time he saw Cordy, he wouldn’t be able to

that

expect what was to come in under

all, surprises always came before plans could bear

invitation to tender, the executives were voting

three men, who were dressed in

prosecutors of the North City

Monty

had a bad premonition as she looked at Monty, but

the tender were all people in charge of major enterprises, everyone was left staring

bureau, with a sum of over a million dollars, with the intent of interfering with the tax bureau's reviews, siphoning 7 million dollars worth

another prosecutor produced