Irene raised her chin defiantly because she must. "No," she retorted. Giving in, Isaac explained, "There's nothing between us, but I have to offer her special privileges after certain things happened—that's all."It was outrageous that he would explain himself to anyone, but ever since he learned that Whitney had a boyfriend, he felt nothing for her ever again.The night they shared? The tender moment? All those sentiment, gone!All he felt for her now was tolerance, just because she had saved him that night. Feelings had nothing to do with it! At the same time, Irene's eyes widened as if she had discovered some incredible secret.So he was just being nice because he owed her—there was no sentiment involved.She grinned, a marvelous idea occurring to her just then.Isaac frowned. "What are you smiling at?""Nothing," she replied, but her tone was gentle like never before, which left Isaac beside himself in shock!He looked at her, puzzled and wondering why she was acting
Irene came to her senses then, and quickly composed herself with a smile. "Nothing."Whitney just happened to arrive since it was work hours, and Irene reached for the door when she saw Whitney.However, Isaac caught her hand and said, "If you want to put up an act, you need to be thorough."Irene stared blankly at him, blinking her clear, crystalline gaze as Isaac leaned toward her.She withdrew by instinct, but Isaac put a hand around her waist and pulled her to him, smiling gorgeously as he said, "We're married, so we should act like that."Irene gulped, her cheeks turning warm as she met his playful gaze. She was left staring at his thick brows, and suddenly found her eyes as bright as the stars in the night sky. "Kiss me."Both Irene and Stan were speechless, and the air in the car seemed to turn still just then!"Whitney is right there," Isaac prompted Irene then. "Don't you want to make her jealous?"Irene pursed her lips, but steeled herself and reached out to wrap he
Irene had hit Whitney so hard that her palm was numb, and her eyes were filled with fury. "You're a doctor. You know that an amniocentesis to a mother in early pregnancy will cause a miscarriage. A slap is a lot less than what you deserve!"She would not be this merciful if anything were to happen to her twins!On the other hand, Whitney had never ever suffered such indignation and humiliation—her eyes went red as she snarled, "Irene Spencer!"However, she had barely raised her hand when someone caught her wrist, and she turned to find Zachary watching her."W-What are you doing here?" she stammered.Zachary shoved her aside. "Did you think you could do anything you want if I'm not around?""She hit me first!" Whitney cried, pointing at Irene. "Can't you see my face?"It turns out that Zachary had seen Irene do it, but he had also heard their entire conversation. "You were trying to hurt her baby, weren't you?"Whitney could not say anything to that, and turned furiously to gla
"I want to talk to you," Whitney told Isaac.She was brimming with confidence, because she knew that she would inevitably come up on top!Isaac gave her a cold look, but asked, "Need more money? How much is it this time?""No, it's not about money. I'm pregnant with your child," Whitney said, and took out an ultrasound sonogram—which she got after she performed the amniocentesis on Irene.Naturally, she wrote down her own name instead of Irene's.In the end, she did not want to test if the child was Isaac's with the amniocentesis—she needed evidence to trick Isaac!Isaac, however, did not take the sonogram. He simply glanced at it, and while he saw that the date was a match, he was not about to believe Whitney so easily!"I know you won't believe me," Whitney said then, and took out the cell samples she had extracted from the amniocentesis, which she had kept frozen and well-preserved. She was certainly well-prepared."These are cell samples from the amniocentesis I took. You
The atmosphere in the car was suffocating! Once they returned to the mansion, Isaac headed upstairs and asked casually, "Is she asleep?"Mrs. Watson answered softly, "Mrs. Jefferson hasn't returned yet."Isaac stopped in his tracks and checked his watch. It was already 9 PM, long past her work hours—where could she have gone?There really was not a dull moment with her, and it always got him unnerved!He abruptly turned and stormed out of the mansion angrily!…Meanwhile, Irene had actually been taken elsewhere by her taxi driver when she left work.It was only when they arrived that she realized Harvey Gooding had paid off the driver—she had been abducted to Harvey's personal residence!There, he had his men tie Irene up and throw her unceremoniously on bed.Sitting on a chair beside the bed while twirling a glass of red wine, he watched admiringly as Irene struggled against her restraints. "Let's see how you're going to run this time." He grinned.Irene glared at him. "
Harvey actually paused this time.It would make sense if Irene kept resisting, although the fact that she was playing along and trying to make things more exciting was actually surprising."For real?" he asked, half-suspicious."You've tied me up like this. What else can I do?" Irene did her best to appear relaxed, even eager.Harvey stared at her for a few seconds, but curiosity eventually got the better of him and he picked up her handbag.There really were pills in there, and Harvey held it up to find the label 'Viagra.'Irene grinned. "I wasn't lying."However, Harvey frowned. "Why would you carry that around with you?"After all, Irene gave the impression of being a virtuous maiden…But perhaps she really had another side to her personality… A more indulgent side!"What, did you think that I'm Joan of Arc? I was just playing hard to get with you… What are you waiting for? Take the pill already, and let's get started!" Irene's lips curled into a smile, which only magnifie
Being a doctor herself, Irene knew the signs of a miscarriage. Her face turned pale, and Isaac noticed that something was wrong with her. "Are you hurt?" he asked. Irene worked hard to make herself look strong while shaking her head. "No, I'm not." However, the instant she stepped out of the room, her face contorted in pain.Whitney would have hell to pay if her twins could not be saved!She trudged along through the living room area, and noticed that there were many men laying around, unconscious. She recognized them as Harvey's bodyguards, but remained indifferent as she got out of the house and reached the car—screams echoed from the mansion just as she was just about to close the door.It was Harvey, and each scream was more horrific than the last. What could Isaac be doing? Still, Irene did not have the time to think. She quickly lay down to rest, afraid of moving too much!Meanwhile, Harvey's scream lasted for an hour before Isaac finally stepped out and entered the
"Sheryl Harris—you're a real idiot, you know that? It's tragic how you can't tell what your own husband wants!"Samantha was folding her arms before her chest and gloating. "All Lionel wanted was for your daughter to become family with the Jeffersons, so that she becomes a puppet for his own ends. That's the only reason he's not divorcing you! Are you really stupid enough to think that he still gives a damn about you? If that's true, why would he have me at his side for twenty years, or let your daughter marry into the Jefferson family?""Sure, the Jeffersons are a genuine dynasty, but Isaac Jefferson is also infamous for his bad temper. Did you think your daughter would not suffer, as a woman he was forced to marry? If you're smart, divorce Lionel right now, and your daughter just might stop suffering.""Y-You're lying!" Sheryl snapped, but she lacked the strength and therefore the authority!Outside, Irene wobbled.Her father had put her through many lessons, such as piano, danc