A Life Debt Repaid By Cheng Xiaocheng Chapter 395
A Life Debt Repaid
Cordy didnât chase Jay away after lunch, nor did he volunteer to leave.
He stayed on the couch, watching the television while Cordy worked in her study.
It was an amicable sight, though Jay had been yawning many times as he sat on the couch.
He would never admit to himself that he had been losing sleep, even going sleepless on occasion.
Still, he shouldnât be this sleepyâ¦
Deciding that television might be too boring, he whipped out his phone to browse through videos and news articles, which were all obsessing over the Stuartsâ charity ball tonight.
Even as he browsed through everything, Jayâs eyelid was drooping; he soon fell asleep with his phone still in his hand.
Cordy stepped out of her study and watched as Jay lay on the couch, his breathing turning rhythmic.
She had spiked his pasta with sleeping pills-she had some ready in her house, since she lost sleep on occasion too.
Still, the pills worked faster than she expected. She had been under the impression that it would take at least thirty minutes to even an hour to knock out Jay.
He probably hadnât been sleeping well, and the pills do work quicker when the person was tired.
âJay?â Cordy called out tentatively.
He frowned, but didnât respond.
His head felt so heavy, he couldnât open his eyes at all.
After confirming that he was out, Cordy made her way to the front door and took a deep breath before opening it out of the blue, looking panicked as she cried desperately, âGet in here! Jay suddenly fainted!â
The two bodyguards outside traded glances, but otherwise didnât react.
As such, Cordy put more urgency in her tone. âGet in here, right now! We need to take him to the hospital! Whoâs going to take responsibility if anything happens to him?!â
Before they could consider that, Cordy had already reached out to pull them in. They followed her inside to see Jay lying motionlessly on the couch.
âMr. Parker?â one of the bodyguards called out to him.
Jay frowned-he seemed to hear someone calling him, but his eyelids were just too heavy even if he was doing his best to try and get up.
At the same time, Cordy kept urging them. âWhat are you spacing out for? Take him to the hospital already! If itâs a stroke, he could die if he canât get help in time!â
Seeing that there was really no waking Jay, a bodyguard quickly picked him up.
Cordy started to follow when they were about to leave, but the other bodyguard stopped her. âYou canât leave, Miss Sachs.â
âNo, Iâm coming with-where do you think Iâd go? Iâd be worried if only one of you sent Jay to the hospital, since anything could happen. Letâs go together. I wonât be able to run!â Cordy snapped, not bothered to say more at that. She promptly followed the other bodyguard out of her apartment.
The other bodyguard was taken aback, hesitating for a moment before following them.
They headed to the car park, with one bodyguard driving while the other stayed with Cordy and Jay in the backseat.
Jayâs brow had been constantly furrowed; obviously, he was trying to wake himself.
Since the sleeping pills would work little over a couple hours at best, Cordyâs fingers were clenching over her phone in apprehension.
The car was moving rather quickly as they rushed to the hospital, until it suddenly screeched to a halt.
Cordy quickly shielded Jay-it was enough that she had drugged him, so she didnât want him to get hurt.
âWhat is it?â The bodyguard in the backseat asked.
âA car ran the red light. We almost crashed.â
âIgnore them. Just keep going.â
However, just as the bodyguard tried to restart the car ignitionâ¦