Molly was quickly on her knees, begging for mercy. "I really don't know anything! Please, just let me go!""She's stubborn. She's really refusing to talk," James said then.Isaac looked at her in disdain with his cool visage. "Stubborn? I believe that they always talk. If they don't, it just means that the approach is wrong.""Yes, sir. Leave it to me—I'll make her talk in ten minutes," James said, and beckoned. "Someone bring me a—""Alright! I'll talk, I'll talk…" Molly could see that the men around her were no angels, and that there would be pain if she stayed silent.She had gone straight to internship after graduating university, before earning her certification as a proper nurse. Naturally, she could not even stand the thought of physical pain since she never suffered.And if she would talk after being put through the pain, she would rather talk before."Then, talk!" James dropped to a crouch, glaring at her. "At least you understand. If you were any slower, you'd really s
Yolanda blurted, "Then what killed him?""Poison," Irene replied. The room was suddenly silent, but they were skeptical.Poison? That was simply unbelievable!"What poison?" Yolanda asked with a clearly skeptical tone, and even her reaction was basically asking if Irene was trying to avoid responsibility. After all, they knew that Irene had insisted on performing the surgery on Dennis, and she must bear responsibility for his death. Still, Irene patiently explained, "I hope everything I say here will stay in this room. We're gathering evidence, but we don't have everything yet, which is why I must ask for your silence. If we make too much noise, we'd alert the culprits—right now, no one knows that I've already discovered that Dennis was poisoned."Pausing, she continued, "I know you won't believe me, and you'd think that I'm trying to excuse myself from this responsibility. So, I'm obliged to tell you that I'm not—everyone must know that we had technical issues during our res
Irene then saw Eagle standing beside Neil.As Neil scrambled to his feet, he was pointing and snapping at Eagle, "Y-You hit me again! I-I'll sue you for physical assault!"Eagle simply raised his fist and Neil flinched, clutching his head. "No! Don't hit me!""Then get out of here!" Eagle barked sternly. Having had a taste of Eagle's strength and knowing that he would not win, Neil promptly fled.Irene walked toward Eagle just then—the man certainly offered a stalwart sense of security as a bodyguard."I won't go easy on him if he shows up again. There's really no end with him.""Yeah," Irene agreed as she got into the car. "Just keeping him away is a blessing."Neil was unreasonable, and he latched onto people annoying like chewing gum. "It's the first time I've ever met someone like him," Eagle said."There are all sorts out there," Irene replied. Just as there were every variety of oddity out in the world. Once a person understood that, they would certainly be at eas
Irene knocked on the door to Isaac's office, and it soon opened.Isaac stood at the doorway as he noticed the bag she was holding. He asked, "What's that you're holding?"Irene entered and replied, "Dirty clothes." Isaac was just about to ask her what dirty clothes she was referring to when James Cross entered as well."Sit down. Do you need a drink?" Isaac asked."Yeah," Irene murmured distractedly, nestled on the couch. Isaac could tell that she was under the weather, but he asked nothing and instead returned to his desk."You said 'almost'. Did you find the guy?" he asked James."Yeah," James nodded. "Our man is a subordinate working under New Suns Pharma's deputy CEO."And that man had asked someone to bribe the nurse.Since they had already found the perps, they just had to deal with Neil.That man was still adamant that Irene's surgery and the artificial heart was what killed Dennis. He would have trouble accepting that his father was poisoned, and was not killed bec
Putting down her glass and walking over to Isaac, Irene took the dirty pants off his hands and put it back in the bag before looking up at him. "Why are you always so paranoid, Isaac?" she asked, and pointed at the back. "I'm on my period and I stained my pants. That's why I got changed—or did you think I was hiding something?"Isaac actually thought that was the case. Her behavior today was certainly too peculiar, which made his imagination run wild!Still, Irene wrapped her arms around his waist and put her face against his chest. "So you do get childish. It's just my period—I'm distracted today because of that. Don't worry.""Yeah," Isaac murmured softly.But was he really just being paranoid?"Get home soon and rest," he then added, gently patting her on the back. "I still have stuff to do. I'll head home once I'm done."Irene purred even as she held tightly onto him, kissing his neck and Adam's apple. "I want you to take me home."Isaac smiled, feeling at once enfeebled
Irene headed to the gynecologist's clinic and went through several tests before heading to the waiting area for her results.It was after over an hour when she was given her medical slips, and she took them to the doctor.After screening through them, the doctor looked up at her and said, "The tests showed that you had a biochemical pregnancy… But what made you suspect it? Most patients wouldn't even feel it."Irene breathed a deep sigh—her hunch was right.Even if her period was punctual, she was bleeding more than usual and there were chunks.Though her speciality was cardiovascular diseases and not gynecology, she more or less had the basics and definitely knew more than the average woman.As Irene stayed silent, the doctor simply presumed that it was just a shot in the dark and patiently explained, "They've named biochemical pregnancy after the development of HCG tests, and in such cases, you won't notice any signs of pregnancy, or it was such a short pregnancy it doesn't int
Irene smiled. "It hurts.""Then why are you carrying Tommy?" Sheryl asked as she put the glass of cranberry juice on the table. "Don't you know how heavy he is now? I guess you weren't hurt enough, huh?"Still, she was sympathetic enough to take Tommy off Irene's arms."Carry him when you're better," Sheryl said as she carried Tommy downstairs, not forgetting to remind her, "And finish your juice."Tommy pouted unhappily. "I hate you, Grandma."Sheryl tapped his little nose. "Be a good boy. Your mommy's sick right now, but she'll play with you when she's better.""You're lying. Mommy can carry me and she's smiling. She's not sick." Tommy started flailing his little feet. "Let me down."Sheryl did so, and he promptly ran up to the couch and threw himself on it angrily. "Be a good boy now," Sheryl coaxed. "How about I buy you another Transformers—""I don't wanna!" Tommy snapped, refusing it despite his recently developed fondness for Transformers.Unable to coax him whateve
Irene's voice was hoarse as she began, "Hold me, Isaac."Isaac did so, leaning in and wrapping his arms around her through the blanket, asking her softly, "Do your hips hurt?"As Irene stayed silent, Isaac chuckled. "What's gotten into you? Hmm? Tommy's eyes were red and puffy, just like yours. Are you going to cry too?"Irene sniffled. "Tommy was crying?""Oh, he's enjoying himself out in the courtyard now," Isaac said, his expression turning serious. "What about you?"Irene returned her hug, burying her face over his chest. "I just miss you.""Me too." Isaac chuckled. "I love you, Isaac."That was the only way she could tell him that she cared about him—because she could not tell him about her biochemical pregnancy.When Isaac lowered his gaze at her, she quickly averted her eyes.Even as tears trickled off the corner of her eye, she played it down and said, "Don't look at me. I'll get embarrassed." Isaac pulled the blanket up over her shoulders as he replied, "Yes, ma'a