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Irene was not the two-faced type who could behave in one way in front of others while keeping another personality aside.In fact, she was not used to socializing in the first place, but she could not ignore everyone's greeting given her status.She was heaving a sigh of relief even as she stopped smiling, having been spared the need to be cordial.The elevator brought her straight to the basement parking lot and she pressed on the button on the car key. The headlights of Isaac's car flashed and beeped loudly right then, and she strode over to it when she found its location.Driving to the bookstore, she picked two recipe books on typical dishes before returning straight to Isaac's office and reading them on the couch.She would peek at Isaac's desk from time to time, and it appeared that he was having a teleconference with the Remy headquarters. His body appeared relaxed as he reclined against the chair, and depending on what the other end said, he was at times frowning or nonchal

Isaac used his contacts and influence to pull up Irene's clinic records there.However, he had no idea what the term 'biochemical pregnancy' meant in Irene's case file. The gynecologist there hence told him, "To put it simply, it's an extremely early case of miscarriage. The embryo would be flushed out of the uterus before the amniotic sac is formed, and it'd look no different from menstrual bleeding."In Irene's case, her miscarriage coincided with her period, which passed it off as just that.Isaac understood then, just as he realized why Irene was apologizing while she was drunk.His mood was affected considerably, though something else concerned him more. "Would it affect her health?" he asked.He knew that Irene had already been hurt during her second pregnancy, and that she could no longer bear another child.But he was definitely content with both his sons. The doctor then said, "No, but her health is already not ideal."Isaac already knew that, so he left the hospi

Isaac's voice was calm and quiet."Don't you have something to tell me?" Irene flinched right then, all her drowsiness suddenly gone.She opened her eyes to look at him, but she could not see his face because the room was too dark.However, she could feel him looking at herself.Her lips were twitching and her throat suddenly felt parched. "Don't you know everything about me?" she asked. Isaac's hands tightened around her waist, pulling her dainty figure firmly up against his own body. Her breath seemed to stop just then, and she called out to him softly. "Isaac…""You were at the hospital today," he said into her ear.Irene froze, her body stiffening.It took a long while for her to gradually calm down."Y-You knew?" she murmured softly."Yeah."Silence ensued, as if it could go on forever. As neither of them spoke, it was so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeats.Ba-dump, ba-dump… In the end, it was Irene who broke the silence. "Don't you feel sad?

The patient naturally sided with Irene, supporting her choice. "Very well!" the media representatives said.After all, everything from the promotional efforts to planning was already completed. Having to edit out the sensationalism was much more preferable to throwing away everything they had prepared. Irene was a little nervous since she was not used to facing the media, but the composure she honed from her career quickly calmed her down.At the start of the livestream, the patients' parents described their child's condition and how difficult it was to seek medical treatment. They went on to tell everyone that their child was only saved because Hotmesh Research managed to develop an artificial heart in time, and that gave their child a chance to live.The host then asked Irene, "Were you nervous when you took the scalpel, Dr. Spencer?""That would hinder my performance," Irene replied calmly. "Nerves have no place in this line of work.""Indeed, most doctors possess a stout h

Irene could clearly hear Isaac panting heavily as he turned and lay down beside her, pulling their blanket over her.Irene did not move—she needed time to calm herself down. It was a while before she did, and she had always been the cool-headed one.Isaac, however, did not share her temperament. He got out of bed, growling, "I need a cold shower.""That's bad," she said, getting up to put on her clothes. Then, pouring him a glass of cold water, she said, "Here. Drink."Isaac stared at Irene for a while before taking it and having a couple of sips."Can't sleep?" Irene then asked."Yeah, so?" Isaac asked."We still have time," she replied. "Let's go catch a movie with Tommy." Isaac was not going to fall asleep anytime soon, and that went for her as well."Okay," Isaac said, and both of them got up, dressed up casually, and headed downstairs to Tommy. Their son was just about to go to bed and he blinked in confusion. "Mommy, weren't you sleeping?""Daddy and I will take