A Life Debt Repaid novel (John and Cordy) novel Chapter 1109

Patrick huffed. "Why would I argue with him?"

His tone was hostile, but he was keeping his voice down anyway, perhaps worried about waking Sean up.

Cordy smiled, but she refrained from exposing the man.

Patrick had his ego, and she did not want to make things awkward for him.

She brought a blanket for Sean and gently laid it over him—Sean was always a light sleeper, and even if she was careful, he would have woken up on any other day.

But this time, he was still sleeping soundly.

Had he been busy? Probably.

After all, there was a lot to do in the Cranston family right now, and there were occasionally family members who would add to his troubles.

Sean, who had to shoulder everything by himself, was definitely under considerable stress.

After tucking in Sean, Cordy returned to Patrick and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"No way. I've been sleeping all day everyday for days, and I can't sleep at all now," Patrick grumbled. "Did the doctors mention when I could get out of bed?"

"Nope."

"Guess we just have to wait forever," Patrick reared his head and sighed.

Cordy smiled but did not offer him much in way of assurance—she had to be strict since Patrick's recovery was on the line.

"By the way, how is John doing? Did he regain consciousness?" Patrick asked casually.

"Same old," Cordy replied calmly, having decided that there was nothing she should hide from Patrick. "He's laying in bed, still as a mummy. I talked to him a little, telling him that I was getting married and he should take good care of Dicky. I didn't ask his doctor for details on his condition either."

Patrick could not resist a chuckle. "Do you think he's playing dead?"