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.

toe just then, and scowled when he saw that her clothes were wrinkled and she was not

and he refrained from snapping at

many cars on the road, so they returned

did not move, seemingly having

Despite his frustration with her, he could not

kept the door open to carry her

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

still cherished

That must be it.

snuggled comfortably

disgruntled since she

as she was about to fall asleep again, she felt someone wrapping their arms around her and she picked up the sweet scent of soap, which was easy on

against him, and heard a deep voice speaking

course–so much so it was killing

to press herself against his chest, she murmured, “Yes. So,

her, and smiled faintly in the

night thanks to Isaac, and she woke up first

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her clothes off and

the smell of alcohol lingered, so she took a

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