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.”

find John holding an opened bottle of mineral water in front of her, and she ultimately

rinsed her mouth and took

asked, “Have you had

replied in frustration, still

wanted to bite him whenever she had to think about the attitude he

get something

“Nope.” Cordy refused.

“You’d get carsick again.”

huffed, giving up on

to

about?” Cordy was even more

to build his happiness on the suffering of others, did

you behave like

scowled harder from

contrast, John relaxed a

breakfast, and the soup she had really made

delayed Cordy’s

she arranged by 1 PM that

was very drowsy

was scenarios of her meeting