Chapter 570

Cordy drank the honey water while re-reading Dicky's note, his show of love and concern for her.

These three years, Dicky was like a ball of warmth that never failed to love and take care of her.

He was clearly still a child, yet he was trying to grow up overnight into a man.

Cordy sipped on the cup of honey water and brought the warm milk upstairs. She hesitated for a moment at the stairwell before finally deciding to go into Dicky's room.

Dicky was already asleep.

He was sleeping very soundly.

After all, his days at school were long and tiring.

She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

If she did not have Dicky, she was not sure if it was possible for her to survive over the past three years.

She was not sure if she could hang on and live well for the next three, or even thirty, years.

For some reason, as time went on, her longing for John became deeper and deeper with time.

It had become so deep that she sometimes felt possessed.

Wasn't it said that time heals all