Chapter 648
Irene did not even turn around as she arranged the books in the box." Some are important, especially the notes.
Those might still be useful for me."
Then, pointing at the stuff she sorted out, she said, "I have to keep these. Can I keep it in your room?"
Isaac watched as Irene put that diary among the stack, whereas Irene did not see the terrible look on his face just
then, even as she continued without knowing, 'TH take your silence for a yes-don't worry, though, I won't take up
much space. Maybe four tiles, since I'm dumping the rest."
Isaac said nothing and turned to leave.
After Irene sorted the books she wanted, she found some of Sheryl's belongings and took them to her too.
Once they bathed Tommy and changed diapers for the baby, Sheryl reminded her, "It's time you named junior."
"I'll get Isaac to actually think of something. I don't want it to be half-baked like we did with Tommy," Irene said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Tommy is a nice name, though?" Sheryl said.
"Yeah." Irene grinned.
After heading upstairs and taking a shower, she slipped underneath the blanket as she told Isaac, "It's time you
named your baby."
Isaac did not answer, almost as if he did not hear her.
Even so, Irene knew that he was not asleep-usually, he would be clinging to her like a labrador.
But he was not doing that... In fact, he had his back to her.
This was unprecedented.
Was he... angry?
She snuggled up to him from behind, hugging him and coaxing, "Are you still upset about Erin?"
"I'm sleepy," he growled and pushed her away.
This was the first time he did it, and it left Irene taken aback.
"Are you tired...?" she asked tentatively.
Isaac simply kept his eyes closed to feign sleep.
Irene lay there, her eyes wide open and unable to fall asleep, glancing at the back of his head from time to time.
She was not that dense-she could tell that he was in a bad mood.
However, she had no idea why.
Rubbing her temples, she told herself that he might just be tired, and she was just being paranoid.
She closed her eyes, eventually dozing off and falling asleep, her breathing turning faint and rhythmic soon enough.
Isaac sat up right then, and stared at her in disbelief.
She fell asleep? Just like that?! Without trying to appease him or even asking what upset him?!
For some reason, he was getting more frustrated the more he thought about it, especially what she had written in
her diary!
He grumpily pulled the blanket to himself and away from him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIrene was sleeping soundly and simply curled into herself a little from the cold.
Isaac saw that, and could not help returning the blanket, even pulling it over her shoulders as he was worried that
she would catch a cold.
He really lacked the spine the more he thought about it.
Why was he getting upset over her when she did not even care?
With that, he kept tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep the whole night while Irene slept like a log.
When she found him still laying there in the morning, she thought that he must be tired since he always woke
earlier than she did.
She gingerly got out of bed to not wake him, scrunching up her hair nonchalantly and went to brush her teeth.
Suddenly, she noticed Isaac standing by the door, staring straight at her.
Irene turned and saw the dark circles under his eyes, seemingly due to not sleeping the entire night.
"Couldn't sleep?" she mumbled, bubbles foaming out of her mouth.
Isaac was left thinking who else in the world could sleep so soundly and heartlessly like her.
Still, he suddenly snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Irene was actually stunned.
Did he just snort at her?