Chapter 1217
Cordy returned to her office after sending John to Levine Manor, but she ended up distracted, even spacing out
during the meeting in the afternoon.
When it was finally over, she could not focus on her work when she returned to her office.
Her subordinates noticed she was being weird when they came to report the day's work, and they asked, "Are you
feeling unwell, Ms. Sachs? Do you want to get checked at the hospital?"
Cordy had never been perfunctory in the years since she took over the company, after all.
She did a double take when her subordinate pointed that out, finally realizing that she was acting strange.
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"Yes, Ms. Sachs."
Cordy then had her assistant bring her a cup of coffee to freshen up before walking up to the glass wall and gaze
upon the city's skyline to adjust her mood.
She admitted to herself right then that she was not entirely unaffected by John's upcoming wedding.
Was it really only because of Wendy's duplicity? She actually doubted that herself just then.
Nonetheless, she pursed her lips in a begrudging smile and stopped herself from dwelling on it, though she
remained standing by the glass wall in silence for a long while.
Her phone jingled with a notification just then, and she picked it up to see a text from Zoe.
[Check this out, Cordy. Do I look good?]
Zoe had also sent many photos of her bridal gown, and she appeared as beautiful as she was blissful, and so much
so that Cordy was spacing out.
She just felt like that sort of happiness was getting further and further away from her.
She remembered her past relationships just then, and how bumpy things had been.
Her first boyfriend was a scumbag who cheated on her.
And then came John, who was incompatible, probably? Either way, that was the reason they drifted apart.
After that, it was Patrick, who persistently promised not to hurt her, only to leave her at the altar.
She was probably going to end up a spinster in this life.
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Cordy started drafting a reply to Zoe's text, offering her blessings while lamenting about her own life, until her
fingers paused—Zoe had suddenly sent her a photo of her in Wendy's bridal gown.
It was beautiful, and she looked beautiful in it.
And somehow, looking at that photo, Cordy had the feeling that the bridal gown was tailored to her measurements
instead...
Cordy stopped herself from pondering too much.
One always kept certain disappointments they would never say in the heart, and in her case, it was probably her
yearning for love.
Still, she was going to put down her phone when she saw Zoe sending another photo.
It was a photo of her, Zoe, Jay, and John in their wedding attire.
And there was something strangely natural about it...