"I'm not…" Irene denied it at first, but soon became silent for a while.Eventually, she admitted, "Yeah, I don't want you to go."Isaac loved that she was being clingy. "Okay," he replied quickly without hesitation. That actually left Irene doubtful. Was it possible that she misunderstood him? After all, he really loved Tommy."What's in your mind?" Isaac reached out to gather her in her arms while she was left conflicted.Irene evaded him by instinct even though she didn’t mean to—her suspicion of him getting it on with Kathy made her repulsed by the notion of being intimate with him. As Isaac's hands were left hanging mid-air, she quickly tried to divert his attention. "Hmm… Where's Tommy?"Isaac glanced at the bed, where their son was sleeping soundly. It looked like Tommy wasn’t about to wake up anytime soon.He had actually noticed that Irene was being weird, but did not point it out. Even so, he calmly lowered his hands and pinched her button nose. "I won't get u
Irene struggled, not eager to go with it. "Mmph… Stop it…! Isaac!"Isaac didn’t let her go, however, and instead kissed her even more fiercely. Unable to resist, Irene turned into jelly in his arms.After a long while, she finally gave up on reisting, he let go.Irene slowly looked up, crystalline tears lingering on her thick, curled eyelashes. "Why are you doing this?" Her voice was hoarse and tearful.Even though she didn’t like to cry, she felt utterly miserable at the moment.Isaac held her gaze. "Does it hurt? Your heart, I mean.""What…?""Couldn't you ask me if you have a question? Did you think I was cheating on you?" Irene was stunned, her gaze watery just then. "H-How'd you know?" Isaac did not answer, and instead asked, "Did you talk to Kathy?"Irene shook her head. "No.""Really?' Isaac was doubtful."You know I'm a doctor, and I have doctor friends," she explained. "I've only checked her medical records.""And you thought it was me?"Irene simply slippe
Kathy asked, "Is Isaac not going to fall for me now?"'He wouldn't even if you weren't defiled,' Stan thought to himself. 'Why are you still not giving up?'He couldn’t say it, however, and instead said, "Yeah. You have no chance now after what Quincy did to you."Even if Stan didn’t continue directing Kathy's spite to Quincy Moore, Kathy absolutely loathed the woman now. "I hate her."With that, Stan stopped playing the recording. "My observation is that she really hates Quincy now. That spite can't be feigned."Irene promptly asked them, "So? Can you now tell me what happened?"Stan glanced at Isaac Jefferson then, and seeing his approval, began, "Well, it started with…"…When he was finished, Stan summed up, "And Kathy’s now still at the hospital."Irene patted her chest as he finished.Thank goodness Isaac wasn’t involved!So Kathy believed in Quincy and was exploited. The thought that Quincy was willing to ruin her chastity on a whim left Irene wary. She must be ca
Irene wanted to build her career steadily, and Isaac chuckled. "Alright, if that's what you want… but," he said, his tone changing sharply, "Come to me directly if you feel doubtful again. Don't bottle it in and stress yourself out.""Yeah, I should've trusted you," Irene murmured softly—this was certainly her own shortcoming, because she should not have doubted him over nothing!If Isaac never noticed and she kept acting suspicious, their relationship definitely would have been affected—since they had just started, they did not hold absolute faith in each other yet.Picking up a piece of pie and holding it inches from her lips, he said, "Try this. It's good."Irene felt a sliver of embarrassment, but ate it eventually. The crunchy crust and the sweetness of the filling unfurled in her mouth, and she held a hand over her mouth as she said, "It's good."She then picked up another slice, and Isaac watched as she stuffed her cheeks like a hamster. Unable to resist smiling in amusem
Ricky asked, "What's wrong?" Irene had already sprung to her feet. "Look at the date—it's today, and it starts at nine… but it's 8:50 now! I won't make it if I don't go now. I should attend it too, since it must've been hard to get this. I can't miss it.""Thanks, Ricky," Irene said, not forgetting to thank him as well. "It's nothing," Ricky replied, watching her. "You're my sister, after all.""I'll treat you to a nice dinner next time," she said as she reached the doorway. "Bye!"Hurrying to Jimmy, she said, "Quick, take me to the Central Hospital." Although Jimmy started the car right away, he asked in curiosity, "Again?""Something came up," Irene said patiently. "Hurry, or I'll be late.""Okay," Jimmy replied.They arrived at 9:25, but when Irene reached the conference hall of the hospital, she found it empty.Puzzled, she glanced at the address on the invitation, but she was at the right place… So why was it empty? She whipped out her phone to call Ricky, but tha
Chad's wife had executed her plan meticulously—she even managed to misdirect Stan, who had traced the message she sent to Isaac back to Ian's casino ship.Now that Isaac had turned against his family and were on the brink of conflict, she could naturally place the blame on the other Jeffersons.Moreover, everyone believed that she was dead.No one would even suspect her.…Jimmy the chauffeur started looking around the hospital as the skies darkened, but Irene was nowhere to be found. Hence, he called Isaac, who had just returned home and was standing just outside the door, to inform him of that. "What?!""Mrs. Jefferson is missing," Jimmy repeated, sweat forming over forehead just then—he was worried that Isaac would be furious if harm came to Irene."How long has she been gone?" Isaac demanded."It's probably been seven hours now. I parked the car after she left, and I never saw her since. I thought she would be busy, so I waited, but she never came out, and she wasn't anyw
Irene was still unconscious. Ricky had tied her to a pillar, and there was a bomb tethered to her waist.Isaac glowered when he saw that.Ricky then showed up with a detonator in one hand, while holding his phone out at Isaac with the other. "Tell me, how did you murder my mother?""I didn't," Isaac replied. "I really doubt that," Ricky laughed coolly. "Why were you there where she died if you didn't? Am I that young and gullible to you?""You're young?" Isaac cast him a sideways glance. "Though you're simply immature."Ricky growled in annoyance. "That doesn't matter. The point is right now, what I say goes."Isaac did not appear upset. "Of course, though I really want to ask: is my being there proof enough that I did it?""Of course," Ricky replied.Isaac was on the verge of flipping out at Ricky's sense of logic. "I was sent a text. That's why I was there—check my phone if you don't believe it."Isaac held it out to Ricky, but Ricky could not reach for it since one of his
Even as Irene and Isaac's eyes met, Ricky asked, "Why aren't you answering? Hah! You don't love her, do you? After all, a man like you can have any woman you want—why would you even get worked up over one woman? If anything, you're keeping my sister… No, you're keeping Irene just because she gave you a child!"Irene never considered that, and when Ricky suddenly said it, it somehow made sense.Was Isaac being nice because he loved her, or because of Tommy?Ricky's words certainly affected her, and if Ricky knew that, someone as smart as Isaac should know that as well.That was when Isaac started walking toward her."Don't come!" Irene exclaimed "The bomb!"Isaac did not seem to hear her, however, and kept walking.Irene blinked even as she watched him, blinking back tears as she smiled faintly and sobbed, "I'm sure you love me.""You're really stupid, aren't you? He hasn't said a thing and you believe him already?" Ricky exclaimed with a tone that said 'I'm-doing-this-for-you.'