Isaac did not return home that night, but Irene thought nothing of it. Without a job, she lounged around in the mansion, taking her time to nurture her body while working part-time as an online medical consultant.Though she never left the house, she took no notice of the scandal Samantha fabricated, let alone find out how far things had gone.When Isaac did not return over the next few days, Irene decided that this was the best chance to run away, and so told Mrs. Watson, "Can you give me the check for the cleaners? I'll pick up the laundry.""Oh, I can get it for you!" Mrs. Watson suggested. "Actually, I want to leave the house for a while too." Irene smiled. "Picking up the laundry afterward is just convenient."In reality, she would leave once she picked up her laundry. As Mrs. Watson passed her the check, she looked at Mrs. Watson for a while before reaching out to give her a hug, saying, "I'm going to miss you, Mrs. Watson."Mrs. Watson laughed. "What are you on about,

It was only then that Irene suddenly remembered that Isaac was an investor in Mark's business, and it was natural that he would be present today. She massaged her temples. How could she have forgotten about that?"Get over here!" Isaac barked over the phone."Got it," she said, and put away the phone while telling the man with glasses, "I'm sorry, but I have something else to do—I have to go."With that, she hurried to the car waiting by the road, but just as she reached the handle for the rear door, Isaac snapped, "Ride shotgun."Irene reluctantly got in the front passenger seat, and she barely sat down when Isaac asked impatiently, "Can't you quit messing around, Irene Spencer?"Irene frowned, thinking once again that he was crazy.How was she messing around? How did she manage to upset him again?Putting on her seatbelt, she simply said, "Please don't create an argument out of nothing."In truth, Isaac himself did not know what was happening just then—he was quick to anger

At the same time, Irene turned away from him, keeping her head down even as a certain emotion briefly flashed in her eyes. She was done cooking half an hour later—simple dishes with nothing elaborate.When Isaac sat down by the dining table, he realized that there was only one person's portion and asked, "Aren't you eating?""I'm not hungry," Irene replied and sat down with him, accompanying him although she was not eating. They were more or less married, weren’t they? Even though the only evidence for that was their marriage certificate and nothing else.One way or another, they were getting along unusually well today.-They had breakfast together the next morning, and Isaac said, "I can give you a ride to the hospital before going to work."Irene had not told him that she would not be working there anymore.Keeping her head down, she replied, "I won't be going today."Isaac simply presumed that she was still under the weather, and as such did not say anything. "I can h

Pursing her lips, Irene eventually said, "I'm pregnant."Sheryl did a double take, and it took her a while to regain her senses."You're pregnant?" she exclaimed in slight disbelief.Irene nodded. "Is the child Isaac's?" Sheryl asked—to her knowledge, her daughter had never been involved in any relationship, something which Lionel was particularly strict about. Irene herself also always maintained firm moral integrity. The only man she came in close proximity with was Isaac, so he was the only person Sheryl could think of. On the other hand, Irene did not know how she should explain everything that had happened, and she could not bear to tell her mother the truth.What would her mother think if she said that she had no idea who the father was?Since Sheryl believed that the child was Isaac's, so be it—that was at least a better option than saying she had no idea."Yeah," she said, even though she hung her head and avoided Sheryl's gaze.Sheryl kept putting more food on her

Right now, all Isaac wanted to do was to find Irene—no matter what it would take.After that, it would be her death by a thousand cuts!To him, leaving him with nothing but a divorce agreement and running away was a betrayal! Even if there was no sentiment involved, they were still married! How could she run away without a word?Furious was far from enough to describe his emotion just then.However, two more weeks passed, and Stan still did not manage to get anything.They had been searching everything they could about Irene, but could not find any record of her having liaisons with a man."Nothing?" Isaac asked as he stood in front of a window wall at his mansion.His towering figure seemed to project coldness as he turned around. "Nothing," Stan admitted. "Be it med school or work, she never had a boyfriend."Isaac raised a brow, and simply presumed that Stan had slipped up. He had personally seen the morning after pills in that woman's bag. Why would she need that if