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Zoe had more to say, but Cordy quickly left with Lucas, leaving Zoe rubbing her eyes. "How much did you drink, honestly?" Quinn groaned beside her."That's definitely John," Zoe insisted.Cordy said he was not—they just looked alike."Likeness is not the point here." Zoe snorted. "Don't you get it? It's his presence—the way it hits you like a truck when he's just standing there. Hell, if I'm wrong, you can take my head and use it as a chair."Quinn was left speechless. "… I wouldn't dare." "So, is that a human or a ghost?" Zoe mused then, seemingly obsessed with the question.Quinn was rolling her eyes, realizing right then that she could not properly communicate with Zoe tonight now that she was all caught up in that mumbo jumbo."Maybe he actually survived?!" Zoe suddenly exclaimed excitedly when she imagined that possibility."Keep it down!" an officer barked."Y-Yes, sir." Zoe was promptly cowed.Even so, she had a hard time calming down at the thought that John might

Jay then asked, "Where are you staying?""Draxton Apartments," Zoe quickly replied."You heard her," Jay told the chauffeur."Yes, Mr. Parker," the man replied respectfully and started the car.-The car sped along the broad, quiet streets in silence.Somehow, the interior of the car was even quieter—one could even hear breathing inside.It seemed that Zoe was really uncomfortable being alone with Jay in the same room, just like she had been with him at the studio before.This was a complete repeat of that experience now, and it felt like she was sitting on a carpet of needles.As such, Zoe kept staring outside the window without turning toward Jay once, therefore not noticing that he was glancing at her a few times.He watches as she basically pressed herself against the door, trying to keep her distance as much as possible. Jay tried to speak many times, but he ultimately chose silence.When they arrived outside her apartment, Zoe quickly opened the door and said, "Thank

So what the hell was Quinn up to now?!How could she bear to say the word 'husband', especially to him?!"How much did you drink, woman?!" he bellowed. "Don't do it if you can't hold your liquor, and I'm never taking your crap—""Let's start over, Sam," Quinn suddenly said. Her gaze, expression, and overall bearing was serious.Sam's heart skipped a beat, and it felt like he was struck by something—it did not hurt, but it was a powerful feeling nonetheless and one that he could not begin to describe."We're married, so why don't we give each other a chance?" Quinn continued. "Let's move out of Saunders Mansion and stay somewhere else together and try to make this work, okay?"Sam had to tell himself that this was not real, that he must never believe her—that she was just talking out of her butt.How could she say something like making their marriage work when she could not wait to leave him? She must have been doing very well for herself over the last three years, since she

Cordy stood on the bleak street, feeling no disappointment at all.Lucas had every reason to leave her out here, but it was just a little awkward for her since her phone was out of juice.She had no way to call for help or a taxi, and she was standing on a street in the quiet outskirts of North City in the wee hours of the morning.There was no car in sight, let alone people.She did not even know where she was or where she should be going.She shuddered as a cool breeze billowed—it was really cold.She hugged herself, but just as she hesitated between leaving or waiting, a familiar car returned and stopped beside her.While Cordy frowned, the car window wound downward, revealing Lucas' smug face. "Get in!"To be honest, she was surprised that he turned around."Get in!" he snapped impatiently then—anyone who did not know better would be convinced that they had a blood feud. Still, Cordy gritted her teeth and got in.The night was dark and cold, and she had to prioritize pe

"Cordy!" Nana appeared excited to see Cordy, perhaps surprised that she would run into her at the hospital.Cordy had wanted to get out of the elevator immediately and take the next one, but that plan failed."What a coincidence," she replied."It is!" Nana exclaimed chipperly. "What are you doing here?""Just a little cold.""You too?" Nana was surprised." Lucas too. He had a fever and a cold, and his temperature was 103 when I checked. He refused to come to the hospital despite that, and I had to force him to come here. See? His face is as red as a beetroot."Cordy turned toward Lucas, who quickly turned away.He was as proud as he always was, though his cheeks were ridiculously red.Cordy snickered since it was really funny, but he saw her reaction.Narrowing his eyes and returning her gaze, he snapped, "Do you think you're any better?! You're redder than me!"Cordy was left speechless—the man really could hold a grudge. "Why are you being so rude to Cordy?" Nana demande