Chapter 647
Erin was playing hide-and-seek with Tommy, and she inadvertently bumped into Isaac.
The sight of his scowl left her heart skipping up to her throat. "I-I’m sorry. That was an accident."
Irene quickly put a hand on his arm and smiled. "I brought her here as a guest."
Isaac wheeled on her just then, confused by why she did it.
Irene simply told Erin to keep playing with Tommy while she dragged Isaac further into their room.
"Why the long face?"
Isaac simply planted himself on bed and glanced at her sideways. "What, am I supposed to be smiling?"
Irene sat beside him, wrapping an arm around his, and cajoled, "Calm down. I know you dislike outsiders, but I had considerations when I brought her here. Just think about it:
she's with James now, and they might get married later-the man is your right-hand man, while she's raised by your mom. There is a connection."
Putting her head on his shoulder, she added, "I don't want you to go without a family."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIsaac simply looked at her. “You're my family, aren't you?"
While he would yearn for that before, he had a family now with Irene and their two sons.
Nothing else mattered.
Even so, Irene protested. "That's different. Having an aunt would do some good for Tommy. I mean, look-he already has another person to play with. What's wrong with having
another person dote on your son?"
Isaac held her gaze for a couple heartbeats. "You and your silver tongue." Irene giggled. "Yeah, yeah. Now let's go-it's impolite to stay in our room while there's a guest
around."
As she pulled Isaac out, they found Erin sitting tamely on the couch-she had stopped playing with Tommy because she was too wary about Isaac, even though Tommy was
tugging at her and complaining, "Let's play..."
Irene walked up and scooped him up in her arms. "Can I play too?"
"Okay!" Tommy clapped his hands and laughed happily, even drooling just then.
"Oh, you."
As Irene wiped his little lips, Erin suddenly got to her feet. "I think I should go...
"Sit," Irene said. "You're having dinner here."
"But I..."
"James is coming too."
The doorbell rang as soon as Irene spoke, and Isaac got the door since he was close.
James stood outside, holding a giant paper box, with everything inside stacked so high it would fall over in a split second!
Isaac opened his study's door. "Put it in there for now."
James did so, but the box tipped over slightly when he put it down, and something dropped off the top.
Isaac saw that it was a white notebook with a red umbrella sticker on it— the type that girls used.
He picked it up and opened it right then, and saw that the handwriting was Irene's.
It must be the diary she kept during her student years, but just as he was about to put it away, he inadvertently noticed something that gave him pause.
It was a note of how she felt at the time, and the contents left his brow furrowed and his expression darkening.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Time for dinner," Irene called out to him from the door just then, and Isaac shut the diary, throwing it with the rest of the pile.
As he turned, he glanced briefly at her face, but he strode out without pause.
Irene suddenly found the air around him cooling, but did not think much about it.
In fact, he was still scowling during breakfast, saying nothing.
It left Erin shaking in her boots, thinking that it was her fault for upsetting her, and she made a hasty retreat with James once they finished dinner.
Irene saw them out, smiling at Erin at the door. "It's just him being him. He never liked talking much.”
"Really?" Erin appeared skeptical.
"Ask James if you want," Irene said. "He's been with Isaac longer, and knows him best."
"Really?" Erin turned to James.
"Yeah," James replied. "He's better now, though. He used to be a lot less understanding."
In fact, Isaac had changed drastically after having Irene.
After sending them off, Irene headed to the study, intending to tidy her belongings.
She just dropped to a crouch when Isaac suddenly arrived at the door, watching her as he asked, "Are those important to you?"