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.

studied her from head to toe just then, and scowled when he

looked exhausted, and he refrained from snapping

not many cars on the road, so they returned to the mansion

not move, seemingly

a sigh. Despite his frustration with her, he

kept the door open to

her eyes–she was happy that Isaac did not abandon her despite his

he still cherished

That must be it.

and she snuggled comfortably against his shoulder to keep

since

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

against him, and heard a deep voice speaking

so it was killing

to press herself against his chest, she murmured,

felt his arms tighten around her, and smiled

night thanks to Isaac, and she woke up

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had taken her clothes off and even

alcohol lingered, so she

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