Chapter 233

Irene raised a brow, clearly doubting Isaac’s words. Henry wouldn’t call him twice if it was 'nothing'. Still, she knew shouldn’t ask if he did not want to tell. "Don't you have work?" "No." He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her, and tightened his embrace when she tried to struggle. "Don't. Let me hold you for a moment—that's all I ask." Irene stopped struggling, her heart skipping a beat. She was still sitting on the bed even as he held her, and her face was against his waist. She could sense that he was dispirited for some reason, and couldn’t help wrapping her arms around his waist. Concerned, she asked, "What's wrong?" Isaac said nothing, but he was brushing his fingers over her hair. There was only warmth in his heart when he held her, and he felt like he was actually standing on solid ground. "I'm so thankful you were the one that night," he suddenly said softly. Irene, however, stiffened. This was the first time they spoke about it after that revelation