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.

head to toe just then, and scowled when he

and he refrained from snapping

were not many cars on the road, so they returned to the mansion in no time at

did not move,

his frustration with her,

the

by his touch, but did not open her eyes–she was happy that Isaac did not abandon her despite

still cherished

That must be it.

and she snuggled comfortably against his

him to her room, however, Isaac was a little disgruntled since she was dirty, and brought a wet towel to wipe

their arms around her

a deep voice

course–so much so it was

his chest,

felt his arms tighten around her, and smiled faintly

that night thanks to Isaac, and she woke up

Chapter 7

clothes off and even wiped

the smell of alcohol lingered, so she took a

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