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?”

don’t worry,” she told him softly, not noticing

much was weighing on her heart and suffocating her, so she wanted

even that would make her miss John

him again now and stay with him every waking

herself out when she saw Patrick sound asleep on

on her, and there were times she truly felt a

blanket off it

and wiggled, murmuring, “Don’t worry, Cordy. I’ll always be at

an aching in

was anyone whom she owed anything in

she couldn’t

turned and headed towards the door, only

moment, and was actually

a while, until Dicky

ran up

that the boy had grown much taller in

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