Irene remained in Mrs. Watson's ward, waiting for the latter to wake up.Mrs. Watson slowly stirred after an hour.Her condition was not serious, but it certainly hit out of the blue.The surgery she had to take was not major, but it would leave her drained.Irene got up and pulled her blanket over her shoulder just then, asking, "Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"Mrs. Watson checked and soon decided that she felt fine aside from feeling lethargic."I'm alright."Irene smiled. "Good. As long as you're fine."Looking at her just then, Mrs. Watson said, "Your mother won't be able to manage the whole mansion alone…" As she spoke, she tried to get up, but Irene held her back, keeping her blanket in place. "Don't worry, and just rest. I can help out at home too, and I can get more help if I can't. Either way, you don't have to worry about home—just take your time to rest for now."Mrs. Watson sighed. "How could I not worry? I can't stay here for so long…""You have to a
Irene never saw Erin after she came back from the hospital.She would notice her if she returned—Erin was not the type who would shut herself in her room."Probably not," she told Isaac.Isaac nodded.-After Erin drove James home and gestured for her to get down, he said, "I think I'm sick. Must have drank too much."As such, Erin parked the car and helped him back to his home."Lie down on the couch. I'll get you something for your hangover."James caught her wrist. "Just stay with me."He was not drunk at all—that bit of alcohol would not leave him intoxicated and he could hold his liquor.Erin saw through him then and exposed him too. "You tricked me?"James chuckled, his lips curling into a smile as he pulled Erin toward him, holding her firmly by her waist. "I don't expect you to visit," he said. He was certainly surprised to see her.Erin lowered her gaze and whispered, "Love goes both ways. I shouldn't make you do all the work alone."James rested his chin on her
Isaac looked up. Slowly closing his magazine, he told Erin, "It's late. You should go to bed!"With that, he headed to the kitchen, where Irene was still sorting the plates into the drawer."You're not done yet?" he asked."I am now," she replied, sorting the last stack into the drawer and stretching her arms—her back was actually starting to get sore.Isaac walked up behind her."Good work," he said, putting his arms around her waist. "I'll give you a massage."It felt ticklish to Irene instead, and she smiled as she pushed him away. "Buzz off. You don't have to.""Buzz off to where?" Isaac asked.Irene was too tired to fool around with him. "I'm sleepy.""Let's go to bed then," Isaac said, giving her a peck on the lips. "You look pale."Irene's heart seemed to clench, but she feigned calmness as she rubbed her face. "Really?""Yeah," Isaac replied."I think I've been tired recently," she explained, pursing her lips and pushing him out of the kitchen. "Now, go already.""
Irene asked, "What's big?"Finn kept gasping, "Someone… approached us… asking for the artificial heart."Irene was taken aback, but asked, "Who?""A patient with a congenital heart condition. He heard that our former director used our artificial heart before and he's willing to give it a try," Finn said, staring at her with an urgent look. "This is an opportunity."Irene knew that too, but she said, "Find out if he's really sick." She had to be cautious after what happened with Dennis Turner, and the artificial heart was not yet certified as well."Okay, I'll go right now," Finn said, rushing out of the room as quickly as he did when he arrived.At the same time, Irene asked for care workers from the hospital.She wanted the right people and cost was no issue. She also screened through the candidates before picking one. Mrs. Watson felt embarrassed that Irene got people to take care of her. She said, "I've really caused you so much trouble just because I fell sick. You even
Finn could not and would not understand. "Don't you understand? This is a very important moment for Hotmesh Research. Am I hearing things?"Irene sat behind her desk and said, "You heard me right.""Do you remember how everyone disliked you when you first arrived and constantly harassed you?" Finn huffed angrily. "Everyone now accepts you after so much has happened, seeing your abilities as they are and acknowledging them, but you're leaving? I wouldn't have accepted you if I knew you'd leave so quickly—I know it's a difficult job, but everyone has been working hard. Our seniors have even been working here for over ten years, but they still stick with their positions, while you're leaving just because of what happened with the former director? Do you really like this job?!"Irene lowered her gaze at his barrage of questions. She certainly wanted to keep working, but she had a family and children.She would be too selfish if she remained engrossed in her own pursuits, especially w
It was a routine stop to check for drunk drivers—the traffic police often patrolled the area since it was within the entertainment district. And Zachary still reeked of alcohol "Sir, would you please step out of the vehicle?" The traffic officer beckoned.Zachary was speechless, but had no choice other than to leave his car cooperatively. He had no idea how much he drank—it had been an entire night. The breathalyzer inevitably detected a sufficient blood alcohol level for the traffic officer to arrest Zachary for drunk driving, and they impounded his car.That also meant points deducted off his driving license, and he was sent to lockup pending bail.…At the hospital, Irene transplanted the artificial heart into the patient with a congenital heart defect. After all, she was the only person in the country who had ever performed that surgery. No other doctor was confident enough to do it, and they were also concerned that they would bring trouble down on their own heads, s
"What?!" Irene exclaimed in shock."It's just drunk-driving—it's not that big of a deal," Zachary quickly explained. "I'm basically fine. They're just telling me to have my family get me, but my mom won't come for me since it's been a while since I've been home. That's why I have to call you."In fact, Mrs. Slate was used to him not going home for up to half a month."Should I tell your mom?" Irene asked."Nope," Zachary replied.That left Irene musing. "Was it about last night?" "Yeah." Irene was left frowning. "Isaac was just saying that you'd tough it out. Why would you try drinking your sorrows away?""It was just a few glasses."Irene was speechless—a few glasses, and he ended up getting arrested?"What can I do for you?""Nothing. Anyway, time's up. I have to hang up now."And with that, the call was cut off."Haha…"Tommy was laughing and rolling around on the couch from Erin's tickles. Irene put down her phone then, rolled up her sleeves, and headed to the kit
Critical hit!Stan felt as if he had ten thousand lifepoints slashed off his existence just then!Did they have to hurt him so much?Meanwhile, James blinked at Stan. "Why don't you join us? You could come back later to catch up on your work.""Buzz off!" Stan was no masochist—he would be the only single man at the table. It would be so awkward!James said, "Just get yourself a woman soon and you won't be single anymore.""Does it look like Mr. Jefferson has another sister?" Stan snapped.Isaac wheeled on Stan, his aloof gaze slightly cold just then. "What was that?""Nothing!" Stan quickly smiled and turned to flee immediately.The elevator doors opened just then and Isaac strode inside with James behind him.As the elevator went down, Isaac said, "Try not to upset Stan too much from now on."James thought to himself that he was not really doing that, since he was just telling the truth…That was when Isaac finished. "His brain isn't that good. You'd drive him nuts."Jame