Chapter 889

John ultimately left Nana’s room, but she wasn’t letting go of his hand even in her sleep.

He had to firmly pry her fingers off, not caring that he seemed to wake her when doing so.

He turned and headed outside, his feet seemingly weighing tons.

The last three years suddenly felt like a dream; yet even though he had woken up from it, he was unable to escape.

He paused just outside a ward.

He had no idea that Cordy was staying in that ward, and was simply taking a stroll on a whim.

Yet he ended up here anyway, and he couldn’t leave once he arrived.

He stood outside the door, watching as Cordy got out of bed and into the wheelchair beside it.

Dicky was just typing the password on his laptop when he heard the commotion. He turned towards her and asked, “Mommy?”

own, don’t worry,” she told him

a while, though that was a lie—too much was weighing

even that would make

to see him again now and stay

was about to wheel herself out when she saw Patrick sound asleep on the couch, exhaustion

there were times

it with considerable effort, and gently laid

“Don’t worry, Cordy. I’ll always

felt an aching in her

there was anyone whom she owed anything in this world, it was

couldn’t

laying the blanket on Patrick, she turned and headed

was actually afraid to get close in fear that she really

other for a while, until

awake?” Dicky ran up to John excitedly, leaving

that the boy had grown much taller in

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