Chapter 98

Irene was frowning because Harvey was the one who had sent her the invitation to an art exhibition he was organizing!

What was his purpose? What did he want? 

She could not tell.

“What‘s on your mind?” Isaac asked as he entered to find her pensive with a card in her hand. Holding out his hand, he asked, “What is that?” 

Irene passed it to him nonchalantly. “Courtesy of Harvey Gooding.” 

Isaac frowned at the mention of the name, and after reading it, he asked, “Are you going?” 

Initially, Irene had no such intention since she was not as friendly with Harvey as she would like to think 

 willing to divorce

 had no idea what Irene was thinking, but he certainly did not want her to go–not after Harvey tried

if he graduated from a famous university. He would not even be able to tell between Monet and Manet! The art exhibition was planned with ulterior motives in the first place. “You

“I‘m going,” Irene insisted.

her to do it, the more eager she would be to do it just to upset

 he demanded black, she would take

 “Fine,” Isaac replied,

 get back to work. I know you‘re a busy man, but Mrs. Watson is here with me. Don’t worry

she would never feel peace even if she escaped. There was every chance that he could capture her again, not to mention she could not run away with a broken foot

nuts-he was unhappy with their marriage in the first place, so why

 so they went together after getting the doctor‘s approval. She was still in her postpartum phase and keeping warm was necessary, which included layers and a cap. A nurse wheeled her out since her foot was still plastered, and required a crutch or a wheelchair to move the latter was preferable since she had recently

 her crystalline gaze as she batted her eyelashes. “What are you doing? The wheelchair is right there.” “Jimmy will put it in the car,” Isaac said, not caring about her displeasure–he wanted her in his

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