Isaac became silent.He was perfectly fine before he fell. How could his vision turn bad from that?He would have not argued if he hurt his legs, since he did feel the agony from his right leg before he blacked out!"Let me get you some water," the woman said, and she brought him a glass of water.Isaac did not drink it. Instead, he asked, "Where am I?""Dunesia," the woman replied."Where specifically?" Isaac pressed. The woman answered, but Isaac had never heard of it—like most foreigners, he only knew the more famous locations and not remote areas."Can I make a phone call?" Isaac asked."What is that?" the woman asked in return, leaving Isaac speechless.Was he really in Dunesia? Why would she not know what a phone call was?It seemed a little unlikely, so who were these people?Isaac remained impassive and said nothing after that, so the woman said, "Please get some rest! My husband and I still have to harvest the grapes from the vineyard."And with that, she left—
As the image—a photo, to be precise—opened, James and Stan craned their necks for a look."Mr. Jefferson?" Stan blurted just then.However, Irene remained still.She and Isaac had been together for a while, and having shared a bed, she knew his body best.While the man in the photo was almost of the same height and body shape, that was all there was to it!In fact, Irene was positive that it was not Isaac.Then, another text arrived.[There, a photo of the man himself. Do you believe me now?]Irene replied instantly: [That's not Isaac!]Stan was perplexed by her reply. "Wait, that's not Mr. Jefferson?""No," Irene replied assuredly. "How are you so sure?" Stan exclaimed. "Those clothes and figures are obviously him, and there's that black cloth on his face. You can't say it isn't just because you don't see it!"Irene looked up at him then. "Don't you get why they're not showing us his face?"Zachary and James immediately understood.A little slow on the uptake, Stan aske
Zachary was left baffled by the question for a long while.Staring at Irene in confusion, he asked, "Why would you suddenly ask that?"The timing could not have been poorer, and he was left weirded out!Still, before Irene could answer, he gave her a serious look and said, "Of course I love children, Irene, but do you really think I still have the chance?""What chance?" Irene asked."To be a dad," Zachary replied, really keen on rolling his eyes just then. Did she just forget what she asked?"Just remember to cherish any nice girls you meet," Irene told him."I know," Zachary replied—he certainly would. He then smiled. "That question was weird."Irene looked out into the distance. "It just… came to mind."Zachary did not think so, however. "I heard from James that you were visiting Lulu. Was she in labor?" he asked, pausing for a moment before adding, "Was it a boy or a girl? Does the baby resemble her or Martin?""It's a girl," Irene replied. "She takes after Lulu."
The woman pretended not to hear him and urged, "Eat before the food gets cold."Isaac frowned as she was clearly avoiding the subject. He asked, "May I know why you're keeping me here?" "I don't understand what you're saying," the woman said and turned to leave. The furrow over Isaac's brow only deepened. -Marie left the house and went to Thomas, her husband, who was working at the vineyard.Thomas sat on the ground and took off his gloves.Marie sat beside him and asked, "What should we do with that man?"Thomas kept his gaze lowered and ate in silence, probably unable to come up with anything.Marie then suggested gingerly, "Why don't we just let him go?" Thomas kept eating in silence, and it was only when he was done that he looked up and repeated, "Let him go?""Yes," Marie nodded. "He's a Zidonian. He probably isn't—""Don't you think it's weird he showed up here, in such an isolated location?" Thomas asked, staring at his wife. "Our vineyard is a cover to what
Isaac asked in confusion, "Tell what?""Didn't you see anything since you were brought here?" Marie asked.Isaac shook his head. "No. Nothing.""Really?" Marie pressed on."No," Isaac said assuredly. "Nothing at all."Marie nodded and walked up to help him walk. "You don't look like a bad man. Zidonian, right?"Isaac nodded. "Yes."Helping him back to his room, she told him, "Get some rest."-As Marie and Thomas got in bed that night, she said, "He said he saw nothing.""Do you think he'd admit it if he did?" Thomas asked in return."But he's Zidonian," Marie argued. "He probably won't—""They might have sent a Zidonian to find us so that we'd let down our guard." Thomas was certainly paranoid, and even Marie had a hard time understanding him. "If you believe that, we should've left him to die and save ourselves the trouble!""I would've—if he wasn't blind," Thomas replied.The vineyard was actually a front, and the truth was that they were rearing a certain species of
Irene turned around. "Yes?""Pierre was just here, but I told him not to wake you," Eagle told her. "The tutors are here.""Okay," Irene said and started to carry Tommy to the living room.However, Tommy had gotten too heavy, so she had him walk on his own halfway through.Meanwhile, Pierre brought in the tutors—there were four of them, two men and two women, and they were all Franconians. They all appeared to be good people, though one of the men and one of the women were a little older while the other two were younger.Pierre passed their resumes to Irene. It showed that they were all university graduates, and three had experience as tutors.Irene glanced at the older woman, who was on the pudgy side and looked kindly.She looked like the patient type, which Irene needed in a tutor. Beckoning to Pierre, she softly told her the one she picked, but Tommy was suddenly pointing at the younger woman and saying, "I like her, Mommy."Irene was left staring at him for a moment.
Zachary gave Irene a puzzled look. "What are you getting nervous about?""Am I?" Irene asked in return, denying it."Don't you think so?" Zachary retorted, staring closely at her. "You're hiding something from me, aren't you?"Irene averted her eyes again. "What would I hide from you? Honestly…"Even so, Zachary had noticed that she was always being evasive around him.He just wanted to ask what it was, and her reactions only made it more puzzling!Zachary pondered then, but it was clear that her reaction was from guilt.But guilt from what? His gaze turning serious, he said, "You asked me if I liked children. Could it be—""Could it be what?" Irene quickly cut him short and changed the subject. "Don't you think Isaac is in danger? I'm so worried."Zachary grabbed her arm then. "Don't try to change the subject, Irene. Look into my eyes and tell me—is Lulu's child actually mine?"He had been to New Kent, and as he searched his memory, he remembered seeing Lulu on a certain n
Irene was silent for a moment before she replied, "I'll leave if he doesn't love me.""Could you do so without tears? Without regrets?" Zachary pressed. Irene was silent. She had no idea, and the answer was probably not.After all, once a person falls in love, any parting would break their heart."Don't worry. I hear you—I'll let her go for the sake of her happiness." Zachary pursed his lips in a smile. "Do you know why two people in love still have to part?" "External factors," Irene replied.It was certainly the case for Zachary and Lulu. So much had happened between them that they were driven apart. In fact, even if Lulu turned around and accepted him again, things might not return to the way they had been for them.A relationship is a fragile object. Once shattered, it would never be the way it was, no matter what is done."Did you watch Garfield?" Zachary suddenly asked.Irene shook her head—she did not have the luxury of watching cartoons as a child.As such, Zach