A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 942

Cordy was fuming-how could John still pay attention to other stuff?

She was dying here, but he did not care at all!

Taking a deep breath to calm down, she told Max the chauffeur, “Shake them off.”

“Yes, Ms. Sachs.”

Max was a racing driver who competed in the higher echelons, and it took him just around half an hour to shake their tail off.

However, he had been driving too quickly, weaving in and out of narrow alleys and powersliding through corners, and Cordy was left carsick right then.

Clutching her mouth, she mumbled, “Stop somewhere. I need to vomit.”

“Okay,” Max replied and promptly stopped the car by the road.

Cordy opened the door and started vomiting with a loud 1 blargh’.

Naturally, vomiting once was not quite enough-she kept vomiting over several consecutive times.

She had lost sleep the entire night last night, and being carsick while lethargic was twice more uncomfortable.

“Drink some water.”

suddenly looked up to find John holding an opened bottle of mineral water in front

rinsed her mouth and took a moment

asked, “Have you

she replied in

she had to think about the

get something

“Nope.” Cordy refused.

“You’d get carsick again.”

Cordy huffed, giving up

seemed to chuckle just

laughing about?” Cordy was even more furious

his happiness on

you behave like a

scowled harder from

contrast, John relaxed a

John managed to force Cordy to get breakfast, and the soup

delayed Cordy’s

the chopper she arranged by 1 PM that would take them to the island, but they only arrived

very drowsy

been too excited to sleep last night, and all she could think about was scenarios of her meeting John