Cordy complained, "I was asleep.""Sorry for waking you." John apologized.Even so, she never did feel any sincerity from any of his apologies—as if he said it just for the sake of saying it."Is there a problem?""Just wanted to tell you that I'm back.""Got it," Cordy said coolly, adding when she noticed his exhausted appearance, "You could've texted me. You didn't have to come all the way here.""I thought your phone was dead," he replied, clearly accusing her of not replying to his texts."I've been busy." Cordy simply came up with an excuse. "Cordy…""It's late, go home," Cordy said, cutting him short right then. "I have work tomorrow."As John swallowed his words, she finished, "Goodbye."With that, she shut the door in his face, and he was left staring at the closed door. He was right—he was not imagining it.Cordy was deliberately avoiding him.But he never did anything out of line that other night… In fact, his intuition told him that Cordy was starting to acce

Meanwhile, Dean was smiling sinisterly as he stood before the second floor office window, watching as Cordy was being mobbed by those disgruntled workers.He quickly whipped out his phone to report the situation. "Mr. Sachs? The workers are mobbing Cordy Sachs as we speak. She's not getting away soon."On the other end, Simon Sachs was sitting at his giant office in Sachs Enterprises with a cigarette in his mouth. "Give her a lesson to remember," he said."Yes, sir. Don't worry. I know exactly what to do."Simon was grinning smugly as he put down his phone.In the end, age and experience came up on top.Cordy wanted to beat him? It was no different from trying to break a rock with an egg!Sitting opposite him, Noel asked in surprise, "Dad, did Cordy really go to the production plant?"She did not expect Cordy to have the guts to visit that place of lowlifes. Those people were uncouth, uneducated, and barbaric, which was why they deserved to be stuck in poverty."Ignore her,"

Cordy hesitated momentarily, but she quickly followed John into his car too."Miss!" One of the police stopped them. "We need you to come to the precinct for a testimony.""Vince, go with the police. Walter will drive you back.""Alright. You should go, Ms. Sachs," Vince quickly said. Meanwhile, Cordy and Randy helped him into his Maybach. The car drove straight to the best private hospital in North City, with Randy riding shotgun and calling the Levines' family doctor.Cordy was glancing at John from time to time, who was reclining against his seat, his eyes closed and his face turning ever paler.Where did the steel pipe hit? Did it break bones? Rupture organs…? Cordy did not dare to go any further. She kept her eyes on the car's GPS, wanting to reach the hospital right then.Even so, it took them two hours to arrive. Still, there was a row of doctors in white coats waiting, and nurses quickly helped John out of the car.When someone touched John, Cordy clearly hea

And then there was the fact that John was so perfect, Cordy almost found him unreal.Nonetheless, she went to the other table and had a warm bowl of cereal, which relieved her stomach considerably.Moreover, she had been too busy lately to sleep probably, and drowsiness overcame her after she finished her food.Reclining against the couch in the ward, she soon fell asleep.She only woke up after night arrived, and someone had put a blanket over her without her knowing."You're awake." John's deep, alluring voice spoke just then, startling Cordy—she almost forgot where she was.John's lips curled into a smile in turn, finding her reaction adorable.Cordy blushed awkwardly and got off the couch, working hard to look calm and composed.She glanced at the clock in the ward to find that she had been sleeping for over three hours.She was supposed to be caring for the patient, but she slept more soundly than said patient."Do you need the washroom?" she asked offhandedly to try to

It took Randy a long while to finish feeding John, and he fled the room after.Still, he did not forget to kindly lock the door behind him.Cordy glanced at the clock and saw that it was already 10 pm. She should be heading home. But just as she was about to speak, John suddenly said, "Please wipe my body."As she turned toward him, he continued, "The doctors told me that I should not bathe."She certainly knew that—but was it appropriate for her to do it?!"I'm not used to being touched by other men," John explained then, and Cordy quickly remembered that all the rehab staff were men too."I don't think I can sleep feeling dirty," John said. "Please."Cordy took a deep breath right then. It was always good manners to repay a favor, and she owed John more than a favor this time.Thus, she headed to the bathroom, filled a bucket with warm water, and soaked a towel before returning to him."Close your eyes," Cordy said. "I'll start with your face."John did as he was told,