Chapter 611


    Chapter 611


    lrene''s eyes were red as she looked away from Isaac.


    “It''s nothing,” she said, rubbing her eyes. "It''s time for breakfast! Also, I''ve spoken to my mom, so she''s


    not going to keep railing at you.”


    Isaac would tell her immediately if he knew anything, and he did not, so it must mean he did not have


    anything yet.


    Isaac naturally knew what was bothering her, since he felt equally terrible as the missing child''s father.


    Mentioning it would just make them sad, and since Irene changed the subject, he yed along and


    said, "James Cross has recovered. Let''s visit him after breakfast."


    Irene nodded. "Okay."


    Isaac then got up and gathered her in his arms, offering a silence assurance.


    Irene forced a smile.


    “Let''s eat. I''m hungry,” she said, and pulled him out of the bedroom as she rambled on. "You must miss


    Tommy since you''ve been away, right? He''s perked up now, but don''t hug him so soon-it''s bad since


    his rash hasn''t fadedpletely...”


    Isaac quietly listened, and Sheryl was there when they arrived at the living room. She spoke first,


    saying, "Tell me beforehand if anything like that happened again, so that I won''t misunderstand."


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    "Yeah," Isaac replied. "Thank you for taking care of Irene and Tommy for me."


    Sheryl cheered up at his words, her remaining grievances gone as she smiled. “Eat, or the food will get


    cold."


    With that, she returned to Tommy''s room to tend to the boy.


    On the other hand, Irene was not feeling an appetite and was not moving despite all the good food Mrs.


    Watson prepared.


    Isaac pushed a ss of milk up to her and told her with amanding edge in his voice, "Eat."


    "Not hungry,” she mumbled, poking holes into her egg before getting to her feet.


    Isaac simply caught her by the wrist, handily pulling her into his arms with his hand and making her sit


    on hisp.


    lren frowned. "What are you doing? My mom is here! Don''t you know how embarrassing it is when she


    sees us?"


    However, it was precisely because she was worried that Isaac was being so unruly. Slicing a piece out


    of his bacon, he held it by her lips, saying,” Eat, and I''ll let you go.”


    Irene red at him, pouting.


    Isaac kept shoving it at her regardless. "Hmm?"


    The hot bacon was just dangling by her mouth, and she could smell the pungent scent of grilled meat.


    She hence bit down on it, the sulent texture freshening her mouth.


    Isaac quickly cut another slice, and when she refused again, he spread her legs so that she was


    straddling him erotically. When she tried to resist, he simply held on firmly to her waist, restraining her


    while threatening, “Eat, and then I''ll let you go.”


    "You''re a scoundrel,” Irene huffed.


    Did he not care that people were going to catch them like this?


    Even so, Isaac did not appear upset, and he kept feeding her.


    Having no choice, she tamely ate everything he fed her, even finishing her ss of milk. "I''m full.”


    “Really?” Isaac asked.


    "Should I disembowel myself to show you?" Irene growled, obviously angry now.


    Isaac knew too well that he should not push her too far, and that he had to let her go just then.