Chapter 713

Isaac did not answer right away, and instead asked, "Are you sick?" Irene took her hand off her stomach and denied it. "No… it's just my hip. It's sore from standing all day." Aside from the first glance, she had not been looking at Isaac since, and said even as she kept her gaze lowered, "It's late. We should go home." She started to leave, and tried to keep herself standing straight as much as possible, reluctant to let Isaac see that she was ill. Isaac remained where he was. Suddenly, he asked, "How long do you need?" Irene's back stiffened for a moment, and she began to stride off. She did not want to talk about it, and with him at that. Isaac quickly caught up, and took her hand despite his reluctance. She struggled a little, but she allowed herself to be pulled along since she could not free herself. He had parked his car outside, and the lights flickered as he whipped out his key and pressed a button. While he opened the door, Irene held the car door in place. "Isa