Chapter 861

Irene's voice was hoarse as she began, "Hold me, Isaac." Isaac did so, leaning in and wrapping his arms around her through the blanket, asking her softly, "Do your hips hurt?" As Irene stayed silent, Isaac chuckled. "What's gotten into you? Hmm? Tommy's eyes were red and puffy, just like yours. Are you going to cry too?" Irene sniffled. "Tommy was crying?" "Oh, he's enjoying himself out in the courtyard now," Isaac said, his expression turning serious. "What about you?" Irene returned her hug, burying her face over his chest. "I just miss you." "Me too." Isaac chuckled. "I love you, Isaac." That was the only way she could tell him that she cared about him—because she could not tell him about her biochemical pregnancy. When Isaac lowered his gaze at her, she quickly averted her eyes. Even as tears trickled off the corner of her eye, she played it down and said, "Don't look at me. I'll get embarrassed." Isaac pulled the blanket up over her shoulders as he replied, "Yes, ma'a