Chapter 802

Even if Cordy did her best to hide her smile, John could tell immediately.” Did you fall for me early on, but was afraid to confront those feelings because I was being hostile?”

“I’m not that childish.”

“Then, are you rejecting me?” John asked, feeling a little uneasy.

Instead of answering, Cordy asked, “How are you going to handle your engagement with Nana?”

‘Til make it clear to her. Don’t worry.”

John was determined. Now, he knew very well that the feelings he had for Nana was based on sympathy; there was zero attraction whatsoever.

Why else was he not eager to get it on with Nana? Was that really because he was careful with her?

No.

In reality, he felt zero impulse for that at all.

As for Cordy… He would have her, right here and now!

Whoops, his thoughts strayed a little there.

However, his expression had clearly changed; Cordy frowned at that strange look on his face.

Nonetheless, he composed himself and asked solemnly, “Well, I’ve told you everything about me.

Shouldn’t you do the same?”

“What?” Cordy appeared nonchalant.

However, she was hesitant to tell him that he was actually John Levine and Dicky’s father. Would he suddenly accept it if he did?

Moreover, there might be a conspiracy surrounding him; perhaps, one that was not yet to be carried out?

She could even admit that it was her selfish hope to only tell John everything once he was single again.

After all, she didn’t want to use their past relationship to coerce his present.

If he considered her unreasonable for this, so be it.

“You and whatshisname…Patrick Stuart.” John appeared utterly jealous even as he uttered the name.

“You said you’re dating him.”

“So? Do you consider that cheating, like you?”

“How am I cheating? I just needed time to understand how I feel. And I’m planning to break up with Nana too, you know?” John defended himself agitatedly.

“There’s nothing between Patrick and me.”

“But he likes you?” John’s eyes narrowed.

Cordy sighed-the man remained sharp as ever, and there was just no hiding anything from him.

“Yeah,” she admitted.

“Don’t see him ever again,” John demanded bossily.

Cordy stared at him—his true colors were showing even before they started dating.

“He means to have you, and I’m not wrong in planning ahead,” John said, stubbornly and confidently.

“And you’re three years older than me, woman. I’m the one who’s losing out.”