Chapter 64

Irene knew that Isaac was up to no good even as she watched him.

And just as expected, he chuckled and said, "I love it when you suffer."

She was left speechless for a while, but stayed calm as she retorted, "Your interests are so weird that those who didn't know beforehand would think you're nuts."

With those words, she sat on her bed—she was much better now, and had gotten tired after going through some physiotherapy for the day. She then glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already nine, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?'

However, the more eager she was to make him leave, the more reluctant Isaac was to do so.

"Wherever you'll go, I'll be there," he said as he leaned against his couch lazily.

Irene simply ignored him and lay down on her bed, when Isaac said, "I'll be sleeping with you here tonight."

Ignoring him again, she pulled her blanket to keep herself tightly enveloped, as if afraid that he would come to take it away from her.

Isaac smiled at her reaction