Isaac reached out for his phone and saw that someone sent him a photo, and tapped on it to find a photo of Irene sleeping.His expression stiffened right then, and he frowned as he soon received a text.[She is with me.]…Harvey settled into his couch and folded his legs, shaking it after sending that text. Isaac was abroad, so he could do nothing but worry when he saw the text, right?Even if he rushed back right away, he would still be left feeling antsy throughout the journey. Bzzt—Irene's phone started to ring just then.Unsurprised at all, Harvey held back a smile. "Guess someone's worried."He glanced at Irene, who felt something moving on her and fidgeted in irritation. Harvey took the phone out of her pocket, whispering, "Keep sleeping. I'll take this for you."Irene was feeling muddled-headed—any sound was a source of irritation, and she simply turned her back to him.As for Harvey, he chuckled when he saw that it was Isaac. The man was anxious!"Haha…" He
Irene took a good look at the person in front of her—that angry face looked just like Isaac!Suddenly, her heart was racing, and she wanted to run."I-Isaac?" She gulped, and tried to touch to decide if it was reality or fantasy.However, before she could reach him, Isaac turned and stepped out of the room, growling, "Come with me."Irene was left at a loss of words, and was left sitting on the bed, her thoughts barely keeping up, She looked at Harvey, and then at Stan and James who were standing at the doorway.Her head suddenly hurt, and she rubbed her temples—it still took a while for her headache to subside.As her mind cleared up, she thought that since James and Stan were both there… Isaac must have returned.So, it really was him just now?Panicking, she leaped off the bed and ran out of the room without stopping to put on her shoes.At the same time, Stan and James shot Harvey a look, and snorted with contempt—what he did was despicable and ungentlemanly!Harvey, ho
Irene thought that even if she had yet to actually sober up, Isaac would stir enough fear in her to make her sober.Giving him a meek look, she asked again, "When did you get back?"From Isaac's perspective, the repeated question was a sign that she was not sober."We'll talk when we get home," he said flatly.Irene was left speechless—he was still angry with her!Firmly rubbing her cheeks, she began, "Actually—""Talk when you're sober." He cut her short, leaving her at a loss for words again.Well, that suited her just fine since she was sick anyway. Although she was now thinking straight, her stomach was uncomfortable. She leaned against her seat as the car drove on steadily, and since her eyes were heavy, she slowly closed her eyes.Isaac studied her from head to toe just then, and scowled when he saw that her clothes were wrinkled and she was not wearing shoes. Still, she looked exhausted, and he refrained from snapping at her. There were not many cars on the road,
Irene did want to weasel her way out of that and deliberately miss the point.Judging from Isaac's reaction, however, she was not getting out of this if she did not explain herself. Clearing her throat, she said, "So… Lulu and Zachary were fighting because Zachary cheated on her. Lulu was feeling terrible, so I drank with her… and ended up having too much to drink.""Why was Harvey with you?" That was what Isaac cared most about, so Irene continued, "Lulu wanted to get drunk, but I couldn't think of any places. Harvey suggested that nightclub, and we used his private box…"Her voice trailed off at the last part."And?""And I kept Harvey outside, while Lulu and I drank inside. Check the cameras if you don't believe me." She might have drunk too much yesterday, but she still remembered everything before she got drunk.Bzzt—Isaac's phone suddenly vibrated on the table, and he picked it up to see that it was another photo from Harvey.It was from one of the nightclub's came
Irene's face fell when she saw who it was.Whitney was glaring at her viciously. "Irene Spencer—I don't know how your chief managed to persuade Chad's father to not pursue the matter, but I won't let this slide."Irene backed two paces away to keep her distance."You know very well how you lost your child. Keep obsessing and you'll only hurt yourself further.""You're the one who hurt me. Do I have to suffer like this now if not for you?!" Whitney's eyes were scarlet—she believed that Irene was the cause of all her suffering, and she definitely would have stayed at Isaac's side if not for Irene. Irene was the reason Isaac hated Whitney now!On the other hand, Irene did not want to keep talking with Whitney because she clearly was less than sane now."Greed, wrath, and ignorance. You ticked all the boxes of evils," Irene coolly retorted. "Keep being stubborn, and you'll lose Chad too—remember, you're the one who denied him a child."However, Irene had also deliberately said t
Irene said, "No, Isaac isn't furious, but I am—are you trying to drive a wedge between us? I didn't take you for such a person." Harvey only wanted to upset Isaac, and did it in the knowledge that he would make things difficult for Irene. He naturally could not argue now that Irene was upset with him, and smiled apologetically. "Come on, don't think of it that way! If he becomes distrustful and gets angry at you, it's a sign that he only loves you that much.""Fuck off," Irene cursed at him right then.This was neither about love or trust—she would be uncomfortable if Isaac had ended up drunk and then shared a room with another woman.That was why she understood why Isaac was grumpy over that.As for trust? Their relationship only began recently, and it was no flaw that they did not have unconditional trust in each other.However, she was confident that they could do it as time went by.Suddenly, she said, "You'd better hand over all of last night's security footage to Isaac.
Since she entered the room, Irene had shown no interest in their conversation.After all, everyone had secrets. Seeing that she was not prying and that she was quite composed, Mick said, "Alright, I'll bring her in tomorrow.""And I'll have everything prepared and waiting," Stephen replied. "She'll be the first one to be examined tomorrow—I know you're concerned, but I'll do my best to keep her away from the public.""I'm counting on you then," Mick said, rising to his feet.Stephen escorted him out, and soon returned. Since Irene still did not ask anything, Stephen nodded in approval. "You're not curious at all?""I actually am," Irene admitted. "But I shouldn't pry, especially when patient confidentiality is concerned."Stephen smiled, and pulled out a patient's file.It was the patient from last time, whose photo bore a striking resemblance with Isaac's mother.Irene's eyes widened when she saw it—this was the person Stephen and Mick were referring to?She then noticed
Judging from the photo she stumbled upon on Isaac's desk, as well as the patient's file she saw, Irene realized that the two seemingly unrelated events were actually inextricably connected.She might be meeting the woman in question tomorrow, too…In the past, she would not have eavesdropped about others.However, this concerned Isaac, so she wanted to find out if the patient was Isaac's mother.And who was Mick Gooding? Why would he be so attached to her? Also, his reluctance to let others find out about the patient meant that there was something fishy involved. Making up her mind, she headed to Admin to finish her errand, and returned to Stephen's office. Stephen was not around, and she stood by his desk, hesitating for a moment before picking up the patient's file. Opening the folder, she was stunned when she saw the note that Stephen had performed a craniotomy on the woman named Layla Gooding. Craniotomy? But Stephen's specialty was cardiovascular diseases! Moreover