Chapter 409

As Isaac made his way towards Irene, her expression stiffened further, and her fingers dug further into her skirt. They were no strangers, but she was so nervous she could not speak. She missed him so much too, but she wanted to run away as he approached. "You're going to leave your skirt wrinkled and unseemly if you keep creasing it," Isaac said as he reached her, and reached out to pry her fingers off her skirt. Feeling the coolness of her fingertips, he asked softly, "Are you cold?" Flustered, Irene nodded, and then shook her head. Isaac smiled. "It's not the first time you're meeting me. Why are you so nervous? Anyone who didn't know better would think I'm bullying you." Irene lowered her gaze. "No… I'm just surprised you suddenly came back." Isaac lifted her chin and smiled faintly, "You pretty yourself so much. I wouldn't miss it for the world." He was being so tender, and yet she felt that there was something between them. "Come ib, let's go in." He lifted her hand an