Isaac grinned and tugged at her hair. "You weren't like that last night.""Stop it and get out of bed right now." Irene shoved him, grimacing. "Zachary is definitely going to tease me—he tried to get me to drink last night to loosen my tongue, so I have to be careful too. I have no idea what tricks he would play today.""I could just chase him away if you think he's a bother," Isaac said.Irene gaped in disbelief. "Really?""Nope," Isaac said. He then pulled off the blanket and got out of bed before picking up a bathrobe nearby and heading straight into the bathroom.Irene scratched her head and got out of bed to put her clothes on.While she could hear splashing as Isaac took a shower, she brushed her teeth and washed up before heading downstairs—the sink was separate from the shower area, after all.Sheryl left very early with the children, with a chauffeur and bodyguards escorting them.She would only return with Baby in the afternoon after they had toddler class, while Isaac
Isaac smiled at Irene but did not answer.Irene put down her fork right then. "Fine. You're not going outside today."Although her marriage with Isaac was going steady, there were times she had to play along too.She stared at the man before her, who was in the prime of his life and brimming with vigor. And there certainly was no shortage of attractive ladies in this country, not to mention her own mother's tumultuous marriage… She got up from the table and walked around to him, sitting on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck as she purred, "Stay home today with me.""I'm just teasing you," Isaac replied, putting an arm around her waist. "I won't have time even if you asked—but I'll get home soon."Irene looked him straight in the eye. "Is it really work or are you seeing a pretty face?"Isaac smiled as he pinched her cheek. "You're really lacking confidence, huh?"That was not the case, but a man's ego should be stroked—if she was unmoved, he would definitely think t
Zachary was chuckling but he did not appear embarrassed.Irene, however, was not humoring him. "Why were you following me?""How was I following you?" Zachary argued. "You don't own this road. I can use it just like you.""Weren't you going sightseeing with Jean? What are you doing here? You took one of the cars too.""We did. We just didn't go that far."Irene was left speechless and asked grumpily, "So? What do you want?""Nothing," Zachary said. "Just taking a stroll, killing time."Irene ignored that and strode off to try to shake him off.Zachary, however, clung to her like a wad of gum. "It's dangerous going alone. Why don't I come with you?""Nope." Irene refused right then. "Keep following me, and I'll tell Isaac you're bothering me."Zachary pouted. "Don't we go way back?"Irene laughed coolly. "You're affecting my mood by following me around. Or should I thank you for that?""By the way, why are you alone? Where's Isaac? I mean, is he really working now that you'r
Irene tensed up immediately, her fingers clenching over her phone right then. Still, she quickly feigned nonchalance and told Zachary, "Isaac just called me to his office. I'm going now."She hailed a taxi, while Zachary said nothing as he left. Irene kept watching Zachary until he had gone quite far and asked, "Is Lulu in trouble?" Eagle was smart enough to tell what was going on on her end and did not press the issue. "Yes, ma'am. There's a little issue with her surgery."Irene frowned. "She just had one surgery, didn't she? Wouldn't it be a while before she can have another?""Yes, but Ms. Adams wants it to be done with and is asking for the next one already. She was very insistent.""Did the doctor agree to it?" Irene asked."He did when I asked, but he also stated that it would be exceedingly difficult," Eagle replied. "The main reason is due to her health reasons, and the surgery caused further compromise.""So you mean to say she went through with it, and there's a p
Irene Spencer was married to a bridegroom who never showed up at their wedding.The bed sprinkled with rose petals that formed a distinct heart shape, along with the decorations within the suite, were all a slap to her face.It was humiliating! It was unbearable! However, there was nothing she could do about it! All her life, she had been under the control of others ever since she was born.Even her marriage to the Jefferson family was because of her father's greed.Her grandfather used to be Mr. Jefferson's chauffeur and had sacrificed himself to save Mr. Jefferson in an accident. Her family managed a small company and incurred a serious debt. On the verge of bankruptcy, Irene's shrewd father predicted that they had already reached the limit of favors they could ask for from the Jeffersons. As such, he resorted to sacrificing Irene for the sake of his personal gain—by proposing to Mr. Jefferson to have his grandson, Isaac Jefferson, marry her. It was overwhelmingly advanta
The hospital chief said, "That's her, Whitney Cox—she was on clinic duty last night."Stan entered, glanced at Whitney's name tag, and said, "Come with me."Whitney was puzzled. "What?""Oh, just go," the hospital chief pulled her along, seemingly not in the mood for questions. "Don't keep Mr. Jefferson waiting."Soon, Whitney was in the chief's office, where Isaac was lying on the couch. One would notice his tall and broad frame immediately, and it would take a second look to see that his lips were pale. The thick smell of antibiotics in the hospital hid the scent of blood that lingered on him as well.He was dressed in all black, exuding a domineering aura, with a single look enough to instill fear in a person!Stan walked up behind Isaac, leaned downward, and whispered, "They must have destroyed all the cameras to destroy any evidence of their presence. Also, this is Whitney Cox—the doctor on clinic duty last night. The hospital chief confirmed it, and I checked the records as
It was Irene's upperclassman, Zachary Slate. They had graduated from the same teaching hospital, though he was her senior by two semesters. Being a returnee, he was pretty famous in the country now, but he had always taken good care of Irene, and they were good friends."Shoot." Her reply was brisk."I have an outpatient visit to make, but something came up. Could you sub in for me?"Irene glanced at that time. She only had two surgeries in the afternoon and no outpatient visits for the day, so she had time in the morning. "Sure," she replied. "The address is Unit 306, Section A, Rose Garden. Tell them that you're looking for a Mr. Hill—Security will understand.""Okay.""Also, don't mention this case to anyone else at all, and don't ask the patient any questions. Just treat him—that's all you have to do," Zachary instructed her solemnly. "Got it," Irene replied, hung up, and headed straight to the designated address. Rose Garden was a luxury residential area, where privac
Keeping her head down, Irene walked up to her Gladstone bag. She did not forget her obligation as a doctor as she said, "You shouldn't let your stitches come in contact with water. Apply antiseptic once per day, and try to wear loose clothes that don't brush against the stitches."Putting down several small packs, she added, "These are pills for oral use, and this is the antiseptic.""Okay," Isaac replied flatly without turning around. Naturally, Irene said nothing in return and left with her bag.It was almost eleven after she caught a taxi to return to the hospital. She had a simple meal at the cafeteria but was summoned to the hospital chief's office once she returned to the clinic. His expression was solemn as if there was something he was hesitant to say, but eventually, he told her, "I'm going to let Whitney Cox take the internship at the Second Militarized Zone." Irene was stunned, but she did not give up immediately. "Didn't you agree before that I would be going?"