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.