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?”

told him softly, not noticing the man

a while, though that was a lie—too much was weighing on her heart and

even that would make her miss John

wanting to see him again now and stay with

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

there were times she truly felt

off it

sensed it and wiggled, murmuring, “Don’t worry, Cordy. I’ll

felt an aching in

blood. If there was anyone whom

couldn’t reciprocate

she turned and headed towards the door,

a moment, and was actually afraid to get close

a while,

up to John excitedly, leaving the

the boy had grown much taller in just three

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