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Chapter 509
It sounded like something shattering, so Irene opened the door again and called out, "Ricky?"
No one answered.
She started to head inside, but Isaac caught her.
’Stop," he said, walking ahead of her. "I'll look inside. Wait for me here."
Things appeared rather dark and creepy inside, and he was worried about potential danger.
Irene nodded and he headed inside, where he found Ricky behind a couch.
The whole house stank of alcohol and there were many empty bottles of alcohol on the floor.
Ricky had drank so much that he smelled as if he was just scooped out of a vat of alcohol.
While Isaac frowned, Irene walked toward him. "Is Ricky there?"
’Yeah," he replied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe curtains were drawn, and there were just a few rays of sunshine spilling in.
There was no telling how long Ricky had stayed within the darkness, and he was holding his hand over his eyes,
seemingly uncomfortable with the light.
"Ricky?" Irene called out as she walked over to him.
Ricky narrowed his eyes, though he did not appear surprised to see her." Hey, Irene. You came?"
He thought it was Irene's ghost visiting home and he chuckled. ’You brought Isaac too?"
It was understandable for Irene's ghost to return... but Isaac? He was still alive, the last Ricky checked...
While Ricky scratched his head in confusion, Irene had to pinch her own nose because she could not take the
pungent scent of alcohol wafting from him. "Go take a bath and sober up. I have questions."
'Oh, you can ask me anything. What flowers do you prefer? I'll buy them for your grave..."
Both Irene and Isaac were speechless, realizing just then that Ricky thought that Irene was a ghost.
"Sober up already."
Ricky was really out cold, and seeing him like that left Irene heartbroken and angry.
She left, headed to the washroom to get a small bucket of water, and splashed it from overhead.
The chilly sensation jolted Ricky, and he sprang up to his feet.
’Gah! Brr...!" He clutched himself and shuddered. "Are you crazy?!"
"Did that clear your head?" Irene asked. "Now go take a bath. I'll wait for you outside."
The house was a stinking mess because of him, and she could not stand it.
Finally staring closely at Irene just then, Ricky said, "Y-You're alive?"
"Yes," Irene replied, used to it by now. 'I have questions about Lulu, so clean yourself up and get sober. I need you
to tell me where she is and what's going on here..."
While she spoke, Ricky had reached out to pinched her arm, and a little too firmly-lrene gasped in pain in response.
"It hurts? You're... human? You're really alive? Then whose body was it?" Ricky was left in a daze, unable to make
sense of the many questions he had just then.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Go take a bath," Irene repeated, firmly this time.
"Okay," Ricky replied, puzzled and trying his best to make sense of it as he left.
Irene waited for him outside the bathroom, with Isaac at his side, taking off his jacket and draping it over his shoulders.
"He's drunk-you're not going to get anything out of him. We could go home first and let him sober up."
Ricky’s condition was certainly less than ideal.
"Yeah. We also need to hire a housekeeper to clean this up," Irene said in agreement-she would not be able to get inside
otherwise.
"I'll get James to arrange for that," he said.
Irene knew that he was a busy man, but he was willing to help her with something as unimportant as this anyway.
"Thank you," she said earnestly.
Isaac tapped her on the nose. "You don't have to thank me."
However, Irene lowered her gaze-although they were about to have two children now, she kept having this feeling that
they were not really married.
It was probably because they had not been together all that long.
"Let’s head home," she said, agreeing with Isaac since Ricky was probably not sober enough to tell a coherent story.
However, they were just about to get into Isaac's car when Ricky stopped outside the mansion!
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