Chapter 611

Irene's eyes were red as she looked away from Isaac.

"It's nothing," she said, rubbing her eyes. "It's time for breakfast! Also, I've spoken to my mom, so she's not going to keep railing at you."

Isaac would tell her immediately if he knew anything, and he did not, so it must mean he did not have anything yet.

Isaac naturally knew what was bothering her, since he felt equally terrible as the missing child's father.

Mentioning it would just make them sad, and since Irene changed the subject, he played along and said, "James Cross has recovered. Let's visit him after breakfast."

Irene nodded. "Okay."

Isaac then got up and gathered her in his arms, offering a silence assurance.

Irene forced a smile.

"Let's eat. I'm hungry," she said, and pulled him out of the bedroom as she rambled on. "You must miss Tommy since you've been away, right? He's perked up now, but don't hug him so soon—it's bad since his rash hasn't faded completely…"

Isaac quietly listened, and Sheryl was there