Chapter 192

Irene felt muddle-headed and almost conscious, but her eyelids felt too heavy for her to open her eyes. She was vaguely struggling against the darkness, but soon groggily fell asleep again. Isaac breathed a sigh of relief at that—she would not be this peaceful if she woke up. Still, the thought left him scowling, and her wedding dress was certainly an eyesore. She looked so beautiful in that dress, but wore it to throw herself into another man's arms… the very thought left his face ashen! This woman…! He hence started to rip off the wedding dress, unable to lean in to kiss her lips after ogling her naked form for a while, and pulled a blanket over her. Dragging what remained of the wedding dress out of the room and closing the door behind him before leaving the house, he handed the torn dress to the security guard. "Throw this." "Yes, sir." The security guard promptly did so, while Isaac returned inside and took a shower, changed into fresh clothes and lay down beside Irene.