Chapter 818

Irene soon found the right clothes and got changed while telling him, "Just sleep. I'm going to the hospital."

However, Isaac was suddenly wide awake and sat up. "Why? Are you worried."

"Yeah, I am," Irene admitted.

Isaac got out of bed in turn and wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Be nice. It's the middle of the night—just sleep, and don't think anything about it."

Irene turned and looked at him then. "Did you know that I was being that eager today?"

Isaac blinked his thick lashes a couple times. "Why?"

"To distract myself."

She did not want to keep thinking about Dennis Turner, but she had yet to receive a call, which meant that Dennis's life was still in the balance—it could still be either death or good news.

Isaac furrowed his brows so hard his brows almost knotted together.

What did she take him for?

He suddenly scooped Irene up in his arms.

She smacked him on the shoulder. "What are you doing?! You scared me."

That came out of the blue!

Isaac simply carried