Chapter 481

Irene was left paralyzed in fear, unsure of how she should react. Did he notice something? The very thought left her gulping without knowing it. Nonetheless, Isaac paused just a pace away. "What are you afraid of? Did you think I'd force myself on someone as ugly as you?" With that, he turned and walked toward the bed, leaving Irene frowning and wondering if there was something wrong with him. Wait, there was—and it was quite serious too. By the time Irene brought a chair to sit at the edge of the bed, Isaac had already laid down, and she began to massage him. Her technique was precise and she applied the right amount of pressure, and there was no question that it was comforting. Isaac slowly closed his eyes—he somehow enjoyed the feeling that could make him sleep. Irene, however, was doing it while almost dozing off. While it was fortunate that Isaac slept early, he caught her by the wrist when she tried to leave. Was he dreaming again? As she lowered her gaze at him, s