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.”

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

rinsed her mouth and took a

“Have you

in

had to think about the

get something to

“Nope.” Cordy refused.

“You’d get carsick again.”

huffed, giving up

to chuckle

you laughing about?” Cordy was even more

happiness on the suffering

but you behave like

scowled harder from being

contrast, John

force Cordy to get breakfast, and the soup she had really made

delayed

chopper she arranged by 1 PM that

was very drowsy when they

scenarios of her meeting John today and all the possibilities as they