A Life Debt Repaid

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?”

on my own, don’t worry,” she told him softly, not noticing the man at the

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

make her

see him again now and stay with him every

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

were times she

blanket off it with considerable effort, and gently laid it over

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

aching in her

was anyone whom she owed anything

she couldn’t reciprocate his

Patrick, she turned and headed towards the door,

actually afraid to get close in fear that she really

for a while, until

up to

studied Dicky, noting that the boy had grown much taller in