Chapter 899

The next day, when Sean arrived at Cordy's room alone, she asked, "Where's Patrick?"

He hadn’t shown up after he left her room last night, which was definitely not his style.

Even if Patrick knew that John was alive, he had no reason to avoid her.

"He's asleep."

"Is he sick?"

"No, just drunk."

As Cordy stared at Sean, he shrugged. "I saw that he was taking it very hard, and I bought him a drink. After that, he's out like a light even until now, so I didn't wake him. I can get him if you want him for something."

"No, it's fine," Cordy said quickly, since she was just asking.

However, she was still staring fixedly at Sean.

He simply returned her gaze and asked, "What?"

"You care a lot about him," she said, knowing that Sean wasn’t one who meddled in the affairs of others.

"I mean, he’s family now," Sean smiled faintly.

Cordy, however, thought that might not be the case. Not to mention, Sean had clear dark circles under his eyes; he clearly didn’t sleep well last night.

Maybe