Chapter 370

Irene thought that even if she had yet to actually sober up, Isaac would stir enough fear in her to make her

sober.

Giving him a meek look, she asked again, “When did you get back?”

From Isaac’s perspective, the repeated question was a sign that she was not sober.

“We’ll talk when we get home,” he said flatly.

Irene was left speechless–he was still angry with her!

Firmly rubbing her cheeks, she began, “Actually-

“Talk when you’re sober.” He cut her short, leaving her at a loss for words again.

Well, that suited her just fine since she was sick anyway.

Although she was now thinking straight, her stomach was uncomfortable.

She leaned against her seat as the car drove on steadily, and since her eyes were heavy, she slowly closed her eyes.

from head to toe just then, and scowled when he saw that her clothes were wrinkled and

and he refrained from

so they returned to the mansion in no

move, seemingly having fallen

sigh. Despite his frustration

and kept the door open to carry

woken up by his touch, but did not open her eyes–she was happy

still cherished

That must be it.

snuggled comfortably against

Isaac was a little disgruntled since she was dirty, and

felt someone wrapping their arms around her and she picked up the sweet scent of soap, which

snuggled against him, and heard a deep voice speaking beside

course–so much so it

to press herself against his chest, she

her, and smiled

thanks to Isaac, and she woke up

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her clothes off and even wiped her

the smell of alcohol lingered, so she took a

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