Isaac was left dumbfounded for a moment, but he quickly and gently patted Irene's back. "You're drunk. Be good now, and don't say such silly things. I'm carrying you inside.""No…" Even so, Irene was holding onto his waist relentlessly while keeping her face buried in his chest. "You don't get it."Isaac lowered his gaze at her and asked, "What don't I get?""I'm afraid to tell you," she rasped.Isaac turned to Eagle right then, "Go in for now!""Yes, sir," Eagle said, and turned to head inside. "It hurts." Irene, meanwhile, was tightening her hands around his waist."Do you want to vomit?" Isaac asked mildly. Irene shook her head, still leaning against him. "My heart hurts."Isaac sharply noticed that there was something weighing on her mind, and he asked softly, "Why?"That was when she suddenly looked up, staring him straight in the eye."Bleurgh." Her stomach was churning.As he was unable to carry her out in time, she vomited all over Isaac.The stench…Isaac p
Perhaps it was ticklish or something else, but Irene was moving around a lot.She then wrapped her arms around Isaac's neck and pressed her face against his, purring tenderly, "It's hot… I feel so hot…"Her cheeks were pinkish and droplets covered her devilish figure.And the way she wiggled in his arms was utterly alluring, just like a seductive succubus!Isaac lowered his eyes through the steam from the hot bath, but restrained himself.Gulping, he rasped, "Don't move. It will be over soon.""Urgh…" She kept struggling nonetheless. "It's so stuffy."It was certainly the case in this bathroom!"That's enough," he growled, forced to firmly hold onto her flailing hands as he washed her hair, soaking it thoroughly with bubbles.When he was done, he carried her out of the bathtub, and they both stood under the shower sprinklers to wash off the suds.Through it all, Irene's body was glued to his.After everything was done, he pulled out a bathrobe and draped it carelessly over h
Irene soon met Isaac's eyes and guiltily averted hers.Did she say something while she was drunk last night? Did he catch on to something?Why else would he sound a little… threatening?She searched her memory, but did not think that she had done anything to upset him!Whatever the case may be, it was time to play nice.Smiling, she said, "Alright, I'll come with you."Isaac's gaze was impassive. "Come!"He left the mansion first, while Irene followed.In the car, she leaned against him and asked softly, "Did I upset you while I was drunk yesterday?""Nope," Isaac replied. Irene heaved a sigh of relief—she actually thought she somehow did that!"Then why are you taking me to your office? I don't know anything about your work, let alone help—""Just stick with me," Isaac said, and suddenly leaned in to growl into her ear, "Don't you know how much you harassed me last night?"Irene's eyes widened. She did that?How?"You're lying. Why would I harass you?""You kept sed
Irene smiled. "Thank you."She was grateful that the patient's parents would offer such blessings.Living long could become a double-edged sword, but she really hoped that she and Isaac could stay together for that long.Still, Finn could tell that Irene was not used to this. He told the patient's parents, "Well, you've met her now. We should go if there's nothing else.""Of course, of course," the couple replied, and the father did not forget to tell Irene before they left, "You're the best doctor I've ever met."The best doctor?Irene was actually emotional from that, and felt for an instant that it was all worth it.Still, she was left staring at the scroll in her hand as they headed off into the distance. She asked Isaac, "What do I do with this?""Hang it up, of course," Isaac replied. "It's a token of honor."Irene looked up into his eyes. "You're not mocking me, are you?""Of course not," he said, putting a hand around her shoulder. "I'm proud of you.""Really?" Irene
Tina was looking at Irene apologetically, "Mrs. Jefferson…"Irene asked, "Were you looking for me?"Tina nodded."Well, just come in…" Tina quickly shook her head, and seeing that she had her concerns, Irene asked, "Is there somewhere quiet?"She was not that familiar with this place, after all."The stairs are usually quiet," Tina suggested, and Irene followed her there.After closing the doors behind them, Tina said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Jefferson. I messed up.""You should tell the person in charge if you messed up at work," Irene told Tina. "Not me. I won't meddle in this company's affairs."Tina shook her head. "It's not about work.""Then what is it?" Irene asked."I took a video of you receiving that scroll outside," Tina explained. "But when I sent it to the chat group among colleagues, they all said that it was just for show. I felt like I messed up, so I came to apologize."Irene appeared speechless for a moment, though she quickly got over it.Still, she soon under
As their eyes met, Irene pretended to be pensive. "Well, yeah. I'm too beautiful I bewitched you, making me fall so deeply in love with me…"Isaac was speechless—when did she become so thick-skinned? Irene sighed then and cupped his face with her hands. "I'm now the subject of gossip no thanks to you."Isaac smiled and put a hand on the back of her head, before leaning in to give her a light kiss. "Being gossiped about means you have their attention."Irene pouted. "I don't want that. Who knows what they are saying behind my back even though they keep smiling in front of me."Isaac rose to his feet, making an angry look. "I'll go warn them right now.""Stop," Irene exclaimed as she caught his wrist. "They'd say that I bewitched you if you really did.""Right," Isaac said, giving her a meaningful look. "You only warm my bed, after all."Irene was speechless for a moment and gave him a shove. "You're despicable."Isaac chuckled and caught her hand. "Get over here."Irene walke
Irene was not the two-faced type who could behave in one way in front of others while keeping another personality aside.In fact, she was not used to socializing in the first place, but she could not ignore everyone's greeting given her status.She was heaving a sigh of relief even as she stopped smiling, having been spared the need to be cordial.The elevator brought her straight to the basement parking lot and she pressed on the button on the car key. The headlights of Isaac's car flashed and beeped loudly right then, and she strode over to it when she found its location.Driving to the bookstore, she picked two recipe books on typical dishes before returning straight to Isaac's office and reading them on the couch.She would peek at Isaac's desk from time to time, and it appeared that he was having a teleconference with the Remy headquarters. His body appeared relaxed as he reclined against the chair, and depending on what the other end said, he was at times frowning or nonchal
Irene pretended to think about it. "We'll see. I can consider becoming a housewife if you're nicer to me."Isaac was at once amused and annoyed. "Have I mistreated you?""That remains to be seen," Irene replied. Isaac smiled helplessly and pulled her toward him. "Don't upset me now."Irene nodded repeatedly as she leaned against him. "I'll be good."Elliot was outside the restaurant as they pulled into parking, and greeted them as they alighted. "Everything's as arranged, Mr. Jefferson. They are waiting in a private room."Isaac nodded slightly. "Got it."He entered with Irene, but Irene asked as Elliot lingered outside, "Have you eaten yet?""I'll eat later," Elliot replied.He stayed because he was anticipating more orders from Isaac after dinner. After all, he brought Sheryl and Isaac's children there, so he was wondering if he had to drive them home as well—he was considerate that way.Irene then turned to Isaac, asking with a look if Elliot could join them.Smiling a