A Life Debt Repaid

It took Cordy and Richard great effort to finally move John to a room.

Just as they put him on the bed, Richard suddenly exclaimed, “Whoops.”

“What’s wrong?” Cordy asked, seeing the anxiety on his face just then.

“I have to submit the vlog tomorrow, but it’s already very late and I haven’t edited anything.” Richard looked very worried.

“You can go do it now,” Cordy told him.

“But Daddy is drunk. Someone needs to take care of him,” Richard said, clearly in a dilemma.

However, he was also obviously staring at Cordy, clearly wanting her to help.

Cordy sighed—she had to spoil her own son.

“Yeah, I’ll take care of him.”

“Thanks, Mommy. You’re the best!” Richard exclaimed with visible joy.

But as Cordy watched him leave, she sighed, somehow feeling like she had fallen for a trap.

she got up and helped John out of his jacket and socks, after which she went to the washroom and wet a hot towel for him,

who got him drunk, and there was

aside from her complaint, she also remembered

now, she was not quite sure what Wendy was actually up

messing around with other

John’s handsome face

him wrapped around her

of altruism or something else, Cordy was dutiful in her face for John—not only did she wipe his cheeks,

supposed to be perfectly normal care for a drunk person, but Cordy suddenly noticed something unusual as she

rate seemed to be racing more than usual, and she

Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump…

it be an allergic reaction to alcohol causing a blockage

chest and felt his heart pounding

Are

to

was unfocused, and he appeared

in danger and quickly got

was about to move, John caught her

to flail