Chapter 662

Isaac glowered immediately at the sight of the diary. He growled coolly, "What are you doing? Feeling nostalgic, or is regret hitting you?"

Irene was speechless, but since he had been behaving like that recently, she decided to ignore his jibe and said, "Let's go."

She reached out, intending to hold on to him as they walked out together, but Isaac did not move, acting just like a pouting kid.

As such, Irene withdrew her hand—she was not thick-skinned enough to have to depend on him on everything and she could walk fine on her own.

She slowly walked, heading outside inch by inch!

Isaac actually could not bear to look. "Trying to play the sympathy card, huh?"

Irene simply ignored him —he was getting neurotic lately, so she did not want to upset him further or argue!

Still, as she stubbornly inched forward, Isaac eventually walked over and carried her off.

She pursed her lips. "So? Are you going to tell me what's gotten into you lately?"

Isaac growled grumpily, "Shut up and eat."

He carried her to the dining room, and put her in her seat.

As Mrs. Watson started serving out the dishes, a pleasant aroma filled the room.

fork and knife, feeling hungry just

then, having

already,"

for the mess,

I mean, laughing at your face would be so satisfying it might

out of here," Zachary pretended to snap at

here," James replied as he

shimmied up to

on Lulu's face when she

Ricky, not to mention that

be kinder to Zachary after losing her memory, but her face was contorted with spite at

Zachary's widened—was James

he asked with an

take. He did not expect Zachary to overreact, especially when he meant

scowled just then. "Are you

you're jealous that I'm

Zachary, so

knew you

celery, and then

a

me just to brag about that? You could have started with that. Why

lips

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255