It was midnight, and there were still no signs of Jay. Zoe didn't bother waiting for him any longer.In fact, his non-appearance spoke for itself.Despite that, she still sent a message to him to ask, [Are you coming back?]There was no reply to it.The following morning, Zoe called Clara. After moving into the house Bob had given them, Clara no longer resided there but went on to work. Perhaps she knew that Zoe didn't like seeing her and left.The two had not kept in touch after she left either.Zoe hadn't wanted to get too involved with Clara, and Clara was probably too embarrassed to meet her.This was the first time Zoe had initiated a phone call to Clara. She could hear the tremble in Clara's voice as she answered, "...Zoe?"The uncertainty in Clara's voice was as clear as day."Yeah. I'm just letting you know that I'm leaving North City," Zoe said calmly.Zoe didn't know exactly why she was letting Clara know about her decision. Maybe because she was the only family Zoe
In the middle of the quiet meal, John's phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller, and his expression twisted slightly."It's Grandpa."Cordy's eyes twitched slightly, but she continued looking down and eating her breakfast. John would take it outside and away from her hearing range if it were a private call.After all, that's what happened every time Jessica called."What is it?"After a moment, a hint of panic flashed across John's face. Cordy wondered what had happened that could cause John's mood to change so drastically. She could see his hand holding the phone had also started to shake.His eyes also seemed to have reddened."Okay. I got it."John put his phone down and sat silently for a long time, his eyes staring at nothing in particular."What happened?" Cordy finally asked.What had overwhelmed John to this state?"Jay, he... there's been an accident," John said, clearly trying his best to control the emotions in his voice.Cordy felt her heart get stuck in
A day had passed, but there was still no coverage of Jay’s accident in the news.Curious, Cordy couldn’t resist texting John. [How’s Jay doing?]There were no replies for several minutes, until Jessica called her on Whatsapp.They never traded contact information, so Cordy hesitated before answering. "Cordy, John’s busy and couldn't reply to your text. He told me to call you," Jessica said, sounding rather tired.So Jessica went home with John and even spent the night with him?"How is Jay doing?" Cordy asked calmly, since Jay's condition mattered to her more."He's been in a coma since he left surgery," Jessica replied. "The doctors are saying that he might stay a vegetable, but there's hope. John brought in a team of experts from abroad who just went to examine Jay. He’s staying with them to discuss Jay's treatment in more detail.""Is the situation that bad?" Cordy asked worriedly."Yeah," Jessica admitted. "His heart stopped twice during surgery, but they managed to sav
So when the Levines all traveled abroad, John left Dicky in Jessica’s care? Without asking Cordy's permission, or whether Dicky wanted to stay with Jessica?Still, Cordy clenched her teeth and accepted reality. She was reluctant to bother John given present circumstances. His texts over the next few days were scarce since there was nothing to say, what with Jay not recovering anytime soon.However, Jessica was still constantly sharing updates of her time with Dicky even though it was definitely a mess, be it eating or bathing Dicky, leaving his little face covered in bubbles.She also brought Dicky outdoors to hiking and amusement parks, where they would play with all sorts of exciting rides.Cordy stayed silent, watching as Jessica expressed her motherly nature.That was, until she sent a photo of Dicky hurting his leg.In the photo, the boy was keeping his head lowered and staring at his leg, covered in white bandages, his expression impassive.Jessica's caption was: [I'm so
"Just calm down for now," John said, trying to assure Cordy. "Jessica won't do anything to Dicky.""You trust her so much, huh?!" Cordy shot back, angry."Not at the moment, no," John said, his every word determined. "She let Dicky get hurt!""Children get themselves hurt all the time. It's normal."Cordy's fingers clenched on his phone, her rage hardly repressible."Don't go anywhere without me around," John said calmly. "Jessica won’t hurt Dicky, but she will hurt you."Cordy hung up right there and then—she never could calm down when Dicky was concerned. Even so, she had no way to fight back against John.-John returned in two days, just as he had promised. Cordy was a light sleeper. She heard the noise outside, but didn’t get out of bed. In fact, she simply tossed around and kept sleeping despite hearing the door being sneakily opened.She pretended to stay asleep, reluctant to entertain the intruder.That was when she felt a weight pressing on the bed beside her,
Cordy had to admit, she had fallen straight into Jessica’s trap.Despite that, she wouldn’t dismiss the fact that Jessica was definitely using Dicky to threaten her.Turning around in bed towards Dicky, Cordy watched his little face, sound asleep amidst the dim light.It was a habit she had every time she was sleeping with Dicky—turning on a soft light so that she could see him in the darkness and tuck him in.Only a real mother would feel that indescribable bliss when you see a child sleeping peacefully beside her. Cordy couldn’t help caressing his little cheeks once more. She vowed to herself that she would protect her boy, no matter the cost!-Cordy had gotten used to waking past ten o’clock these days, and that was the case the next morning. Dicky was still asleep since he may have slept too late last night, though he was adorable as ever.Cordy didn’t wake him and carefully got out of bed, limping on her crutch to the washroom to wash up before leaving her bedroom and
John sat down on the couch in his room.As it turned out, he already got his first-aid kit out.Cordy wondered if he would’ve done it himself if she never came in.However, she was the reason he got injured, which was why she ultimately didn’t refuse.She took out iodine and a tube of anti-inflammatory cream, dropping to a crouch to apply everything on the injured area—which definitely was infected."You should be more careful," she told him."It's not a spot you can always keep your eye on," John replied feebly.Cordy didn’t argue, and went to work solemnly to disinfect the affected area."Ugh!" John suddenly grunted."Does it hurt?" Cordy asked."Nope," John said stubbornly—but it certainly did, because it was his inner thigh.Cordy didn’t say anything, but she did ease the pressure. The room was silent, but Cordy was working too seriously to notice anything else. After she disinfected the wound, applied the cream and bandaged it, she looked up to see the strange gaze
Cordy looked up to see that John was panting a little, and that he was flushing somewhat.Pursing her lips, she lowered her gaze and washed her hands, pretending as if she saw nothing while John left.However, she was quite distracted as she washed her fingers, as many images crossed her mind…Still, she soon turned off the tap, dried her hands, and left the washroom. John wasn’t in, and she vaguely saw a silhouette in the walk-in closet. Cordy headed over, entering it unhurriedly to find John changing.He was wearing yet another pair of black boxers, almost the same size as the one he just threw away.He spotted Cordy from the full-length mirror in front of him, a brief look of surprise flashing in his eyes before he soon said, "I'll come out once I'm done changing." "Can you get dressed without problems?" Cordy asked."Yeah.""Won't you be touching your scars?""I'll watch out… Eh?" John suddenly murmured, and gulped unwittingly as he felt Cordy's warm, dainty hands on