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
Isaac used his contacts and influence to pull up Irene's clinic records there.However, he had no idea what the term 'biochemical pregnancy' meant in Irene's case file. The gynecologist there hence told him, "To put it simply, it's an extremely early case of miscarriage. The embryo would be flushed out of the uterus before the amniotic sac is formed, and it'd look no different from menstrual bleeding."In Irene's case, her miscarriage coincided with her period, which passed it off as just that.Isaac understood then, just as he realized why Irene was apologizing while she was drunk.His mood was affected considerably, though something else concerned him more. "Would it affect her health?" he asked.He knew that Irene had already been hurt during her second pregnancy, and that she could no longer bear another child.But he was definitely content with both his sons. The doctor then said, "No, but her health is already not ideal."Isaac already knew that, so he left the hospi
Lulu Adams's voice spoke from the other end. "Irene? It's me. I'm calling you about Ricky… Have you heard from him lately?""No," Irene answered in reflex. "Was he looking for you?" "No," Lulu replied, and was suddenly hesitant. "Oh, nevermind. It's nothing…""Wait, why would you ask about him if he's not looking for you?" Irene certainly knew that Lulu would not call her over no reason, and certainly not to ask about Ricky.She must have news on him."Well, he did leave me a letter saying he wanted to make something for himself for leaving," Irene continued. "He never contacted me since, and I don't know where he is. You have to tell me if you have something on him."Lulu hesitated for a while and said shortly, "Martin is onto this case… which I think Ricky is involved in."Irene frowned. "He was committing crimes?""We're not sure at the moment, so calm down," Lulu assured Irene. "I'll talk to him when I actually see him."Irene was still worried. "You have to call me if yo
Isaac's voice was calm and quiet."Don't you have something to tell me?" Irene flinched right then, all her drowsiness suddenly gone.She opened her eyes to look at him, but she could not see his face because the room was too dark.However, she could feel him looking at herself.Her lips were twitching and her throat suddenly felt parched. "Don't you know everything about me?" she asked. Isaac's hands tightened around her waist, pulling her dainty figure firmly up against his own body. Her breath seemed to stop just then, and she called out to him softly. "Isaac…""You were at the hospital today," he said into her ear.Irene froze, her body stiffening.It took a long while for her to gradually calm down."Y-You knew?" she murmured softly."Yeah."Silence ensued, as if it could go on forever. As neither of them spoke, it was so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeats.Ba-dump, ba-dump… In the end, it was Irene who broke the silence. "Don't you feel sad?