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.

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 so

the one who got him drunk,

complaint, she also remembered

she was not quite sure

messing around with

stared at John’s handsome

woman had him wrapped around her little finger, even with those good looks

for John—not only did she wipe his

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

to be racing more than usual, and she thought she

Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump…

an allergic reaction to alcohol causing a

and felt

shouted at him, “Wake up, John! Are you alright?!

struggled to open his

gaze was unfocused, and he

and quickly got up to call

she was about to move, John caught her and suddenly pulled her into

to flail