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

exhausted, and he refrained from

they

not move, seemingly

frustration with her, he could not ignore

kept the door open to carry

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

still

That must be it.

her, and she snuggled comfortably

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

their arms around her and she picked up the sweet scent of soap,

him, and heard a deep voice speaking

so it was

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

her, and smiled faintly in the warm

Isaac, and she woke

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her clothes off

of alcohol lingered, so

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