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.

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,

the one who got him drunk, and there was

aside from her complaint, she also

now, she was not quite sure what Wendy was

really messing

at John’s

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

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

for a drunk person, but Cordy suddenly noticed something unusual as she wiped

than usual, and she thought she could hear

Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump…

be an allergic reaction to alcohol causing

and felt his heart pounding even

“Wake up, John! Are you alright?! Is your heart having issues?

to open his

was unfocused,

thought that he was in danger and quickly

John caught

to