All Chapters of A Life Debt Repaid: Chapter 621 - Chapter 630

Even Cordy was really convinced that the man was not his daddy!Nonetheless, Richard bit his little lip, and tamely returned to his seat, intent on quietly observing how things turned out.Meanwhile, Cordy drove back to the mansion. It had been a long night, and it was past 11 PM when they reached home.She ignored Lucas even as he followed them, walking as she told Richard, "You should be sleeping early while you're still going through puberty, so do that right after you take a shower and remember to have a glass of warm milk before you do. I'll have Winston send it to your room later.""Okay." Richard nodded while sneaking another peek at Lucas.What happened to his daddy's face? Was there some sort of accident?"It's the weekend tomorrow, and the horse riding lesson is at 10 AM," Cordy continued. "You don't have to wake up early for your homework either—sleep in since you're sleeping late tonight. I'll have Winston wake you when the time comes.""Okay." "Is there anything

Even as Cordy meekly leaned into Lucas' arms, she was shuddering slightly as if afraid—as if she were abandoned.Lucas inhaled deeply in turn, feeling unusually grouchy.He had no idea why, but he just was.No other woman had put him through a roller coaster of emotions like this—when he wanted to push her away, he chose to bear with it as he held her shaking body."Consider this my reward, Cordy," he told her then.Cordy never heard, even as he continued, "For letting me stay."There was no telling if he was just telling himself that either.But at the next instant, he lay down again and gathered her in his arms.When he did, he could clearly sense that she was no longer shaking, and her breathing assumed a regular rhythm as she buried her head over his chest. Lucas gulped. Cordy might be slim, but she was perky where she needed to be.-When daylight arrived the next morning, Lucas opened his eyes and immediately felt a sore back.He lowered his gaze to find that Cordy

Lucas was speechless. How could he explain to Richard that he was not his daddy?"Have some warm milk, Daddy. It will warm your stomach," the boy said then, eagerly passing his own glass of milk to Lucas. Lucas was unable to reject the child's kind gesture. "Thank you.""You're welcome, Daddy," Richard replied, flashing a tame smile just then.It somehow left Lucas with a mental burden, as if it would traumatize the child if he turned out not to be his father.But he really was not.Taking a sip of warm milk, he ruthlessly reminded Richard, "I'll be gone after breakfast." "Okay." Richard nodded tamely."We probably won't see each other ever again," Lucas said, making himself very clear to stop Richard from having any expectations."Why?" "Because I'm not your daddy," Lucas said, slowly and deliberately.As Richard's expression darkened, Lucas steeled himself to continue, "I understand very well how you feel, and I understand that you miss your daddy—but I'm not him, and I

Winston mustered his courage then and said, "Sir, Ms. Sachs really missed you. Please come back soon, once you've done what you need to do."Lucas was in turn speechless.He was never going to make Winston understand that he was not his employer, was he? -Cordy woke up to realize it was already noon.She actually checked three times to see that it really was noon.And she was not in her bed either, but she was where Lucas was sleeping last night instead!What was she doing here?! She had no recollection at all!And if she was sleeping here, where was Lucas sleeping?!She quickly checked her clothes to find her pajamas neatly clinging to her body and that she was straddling a pillow.Lucas' scent seemed to linger on that pillow.No. To be precise, it was John's—it was by sheer coincidence that they almost shared the same scent.So, she was sleeping with him last night? But how did she even get here?! Cordy simply had no idea, but she hurried out of bed to her own room an

Cordy nodded. "Yeah."Probably.As long as she could smell John's 'scent', her heart would find security.Then, all thoughts would be drained out of her mind, and she would unwittingly fall asleep."You could try retaining his scent," Jim suggested."What do you mean?" Cordy asked."A person's scent doesn't fade that easily. It might linger on clothes he wore or on the bedsheets and blankets he slept on. If you're sure of a relationship between you and him, I suggest you use his lingering scent to ease your insomnia.""Lingering scent…?" Cordy murmured.The more she thought about it, the more freakish it looked… as if she was becoming a deviant!Jim could read her thoughts, however, and said solemnly, "Dignity is no concern when your health hangs in the balance. Even if men and women should observe propriety and keep their distance, don't male doctors see ladies in their birthday suits during surgery?"Cordy could not help being impressed—psychiatrists really hit the nail on