A Life Debt Repaid novel (John and Cordy) novel Chapter 977

The sedan stopped in the underground car park of a shopping complex, and Cordy was rendered speechless.

She was being dragged out to shop while in her pajamas and barely any makeup… Patrick was really ridiculous!

"Let's go," Patrick beckoned, even opening the door for her in true gentleman fashion.

Cordy refused—it was just so embarrassing!

"Come on," Patrick urged.

"Do you think I'm going to humiliate myself like this?" she snapped.

"Trust me."

Cordy gritted her teeth, but ultimately alighted.

She could afford to brace herself and trust him just this once.

Afterwards, they both entered the elevator.

Thankfully, it was unoccupied—or she wouldn’t know where to hide as they rode it up to the top floor.

Patrick was still strutting as he led Cordy out of the elevator, which left her in further confusion as to what his plans were. "Look, Patrick, it's my ex's wedding—not yours! Shouldn't I be the one feeling upset about it?"

"That's why I'm trying to cheer you up."

Cordy rolled her eyes—he most definitely have a funny way to do it.

As Patrick dragged her along out of the elevator, she realized in surprise that there was no one else in the entire shopping complex.

The staff were still around, but since their clientele were either the rich or the powerful, they naturally had an eye for things. Thus, none of them were gawking at Cordy even though she was walking around in her pajamas.

"Why isn't there anyone here? Is it still too early?" she asked in surprise.

"I told your dear cousin to reserve the whole place for you," Patrick admitted.

Cordy rolled her eyes. He could’ve said that earlier!

Patrick merely made an innocent face in reply, since she never asked.

Patrick stepped out of his dressing room as well, this time clad in a tailor-made black tailcoat.

Cordy actually never saw him dressed that grandly—he was usually either wearing casuals or business suits.

If she didn’t know any better, she would’ve wondered if he was going to steal a bride.

Patrick, however, didn’t seem to care much about himself.

He was staring fixedly at Cordy, his breath taken away by her marvelous beauty.

It was as if she embodied the word beauty at any and every time, and her mere presence could leave all creation astounded.

And that beauty also seemed perpetual, leaving one and all amazed no matter how many times one looked.

"You're so beautiful," Patrick suddenly said very solemnly, suddenly different from how he usually was.

Cordy blushed a little from being offered such abrupt, serious praise.

"Thanks," she replied. "You look quite dashing yourself."