Chapter 3Cordy was glaring coldly at Kyle. She was certainly disenchanted with him after he
abandoned her to save Noel. However, forgiveness notwithstanding, she could afford to listen to an
explanation because they had been together for three years. And yet, she felt that asking for one would
only demean herself. On the other hand, Kyle turned to look at the other man and paused because he
was too good-looking. Kyle soon recognized him as one of the firefighters who had rushed into the
hotel last night and saved Cordy. Still, he did not see his face clearly at the time and merely found his
stature towering. That was when Cordy said, “Let’s break up, Kyle.” Kyle actually felt an aching over his
chest as she declared the end of their three-year relationship, and he wheeled on her with a look of
disbelief. Overwhelmed with rage, he bellowed as he pointed at the other man, “Do you even know who
he is, Cordy Sachs?! He’s just a firefighter! You’re dumping me for the likes of him?!” John’s eyes
twitched ever so slightly—there was contempt and coldness in his gaze. However, he chose to remain
there in silence, appearing to have no inclination to leave. “You know very well why we’re breaking up!”
Cordy’s cool tone was now showing a tinge of anger. “Everything was clear when you chose to save
Noel last night, so don’t treat me like I’m an idiot!” Kyle’s indignant expression stiffened right then, and
he had no comeback against that. He stayed silent for a while, myriad emotions tangling in his eyes,
though he soon found solace. “Maybe we never should have been together,” he said, looking at her
with regret and misery. “You’re so strong and independent, Cordy… I felt inconsequential. I feel
stressed when I’m with you. You never needed me.” Cordy watched him in return, and she suddenly
smiled despite the numbing pain she felt inside. She met Kyle while they were abroad—she was
working as a street musician. He had been young and innocent at the time, his smile was as warm as
summer. Cultured and refined, he dropped a generous donation for her performance, and he would
come by often to support her afterward. As time went by, these strangers became lovers in another
country. She told him that she had a troubled past but he dismissed it, saying that he wanted a future
with her. Later, as his family business faced a crisis, his family recalled him to the country as soon as
he graduated from university. Cordy returned with him as her career started to take off and both of
them promptly joined Jessop Corp, working long nights together, going to various social events or to
cajole any willing investors. They eventually brought Jessop Corp back on track and he used to be
grateful, even vowing never to leave her… And now, he was saying that being with her was stressful,
and that her strong and independent nature was a mistake? Despite Kyle seeming guilty, he also
appeared relieved. “Take care. You can come to me if you’re ever in need, since we’re still
friends…” “Save your pity and goodwill! I’m no loser who needs your alms, nor would I ever trust a man
who would abandon me when it matters!” Cordy snapped, her tone icy and taunting. “Remember this,
Kyle Jessop—I was the one who dumped you! I earnestly wish you would live happily with Noel for the
rest of your life and not regret ever choosing her!” Her scolding left Kyle humiliated. It was his fault for
abandoning her last night, and there was nothing he could say. And she was now clearly unreasonable,
with no way to talk things out with her. Giving her a long look, he then quietly said, “You should rest.”
He started to leave when he paused and turned toward John, who returned his gaze with apathy. “I’ve
seen too many men like him who have the looks but are penniless,” he growled, indignant from the
injustice. “They’re all losers, oily bastards who trick women out of money and pleasure. Don’t fall for his
—” Cordy did not want another word from him. “Do I look like a loose woman, Kyle Jessop?!” John
tactfully straightened his hair just then. The gesture made his stance obvious. “If you want to end up in
the dumps, suit yourself,” Kyle retorted and stormed off, leaving the ward in abrupt silence. “Thank you
for helping me to my bed and with Kyle,” Cordy eventually said. “But may I ask you to leave, Mr.
Levine?” John nodded. “Sure. Please get some rest, Ms. Sachs.” Still, just as that towering figure was
about to leave, he returned to put a stack of tissues near her bed while saying, “If a man feels stressed
being with you, it is he who’s lacking—it’s not your fault.” Cordy did a double take as she suddenly
found John different from other men. … John’s pace slowed down after he left Cordy’s ward and he
whipped out his phone to make a call. “Winston.” “Yes, Mr. Levine?” The response was
respectful. “From now on, always prepare another portion of food for the patient staying next to
Dicky.” “…Yes, Mr. Levine.” As soon as John hung up, he got a call. Glancing at the caller ID, he
greeted, “Bob.” “I heard there’s a fire in your hotel as soon as you return to the country?” Bob Davis
teased. “Yeah,” John replied. “The damage must be in the eight figures, right? How are you feeling?”
Bob kept going. “It’s good that the fire happened when it did.” “…Hey, you’re not losing it, are you? Why
don’t you hang out with us boys for a bit, get some drinks to douse your sorrows?” “Nope, but I don’t
mind joining if you’re celebrating for me instead,” John replied. “That said, I’m not actually free.” Bob
was left dumbfounded right then. It had not been that long since they last met, but John had suddenly
managed to brush up on his humor?! Bob needed a while to come to his senses. He then asked,
“Anyway, isn’t Dicky getting discharged today?” In fact, John only returned because of Richard’s
appendicitis, and the party to celebrate John’s return had to be postponed. “Not yet,” James said. “I’m
having him stay for another half a month.” “Wait, is Dicky alright?” Bob asked nervously. “Yeah,” John
replied flatly. “We’re just staying for fun.” Bob was dumbfounded again—was the hospital some sort of
hotel to John?! “Talk to you later.” “Wait, Johnny.” Bob quickly stopped him. “I could bring a psychiatrist
to you, take a look…” “Do that for yourself!” John snapped and hung up. He turned to look at the next
ward as he did so, pursing his lips before entering his son’s ward.
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