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, wiping his cheek bit by bit while complaining to herself inwardly—who was John to her, and why should she be helping him

not the one who got him drunk, and there was also

her complaint, she also remembered

she was not quite sure what Wendy was

she really messing around with

John’s

come when a young woman had him wrapped around her little finger, even with those good looks that bewitched scores of

Cordy was dutiful in her face for John—not only did she wipe his cheeks, but

a drunk person, but Cordy suddenly noticed something unusual as she wiped John’s

heart rate seemed to be racing more than usual, and she thought

Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump…

an allergic reaction to alcohol causing a blockage

his chest and felt his heart pounding even harder

“Wake up, John! Are you alright?! Is your heart having issues? Should I get an

struggled to open

unfocused, and he appeared

was in danger and quickly got up to

about to move, John caught her and suddenly pulled her into his

yelped and started to flail around in his