Chapter 406
Irene quickly ran through what she just said.
She did not say anything wrong, did she?
“How am I lying, Mom?”
“Did you have a fight with Isaac?” Sheryl asked sharply.
Irene quickly mustered herself and said, “No, we’re doing fine, Mom… or maybe you don’t want me to be fine?”
“Of course I do, but I’m worried
“You’re being paranoid. Things are perfectly fine between us,” Irene said, beating her to it.
“Really?” Sheryl still sounded a little worried.
“Yeah. Why would I lie? We are doing very well, so don’t worry over nothing.”
Sheryl thought about it, and decided that she might be paranoid.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Okay,” she said, though she sounded a little disappointed just then. “I was hoping to see you both since it’s been a
while.”
Irene said, “It’s the same if I just bring Tommy along.”
“No, it’s not–you and Isaac are married, and that makes him my son–in–law. That basically makes him my son too.”
Irene, however, became gloomy as she remembered how things were between her and Isaac, but tried her best to
sound normal. “I still have work to do, Mom. Anyway, I’ll bring Tommy over once I leave work, and do cook more
anyway–your grandson and I have to eat too.”
“Okay,” Sheryl said tenderly.
Irene hung up then, and returned to reading Stephen’s notes.
After work, she brought Tommy to Spencer Mansion as promised.
Sheryl had certainly cooked a lot, covering the table with scrumptious food. Irene could tell that it took.
considerable time and effort, and could not help feeling grateful.
“Oh, Tommy,” Sheryl exclaimed as she studied the baby from head to toe. “Getting rounder, taller and fairer, aren’t
we? You look just like Daddy now!”
Irene glanced at Tommy too, and the boy did indeed resemble Isaac.
“Oh, and did you remember when you asked me to decide when you two should get married? The weather is
cooling these days, so it would be good to do it soon. You and Isaac should get ready now.”
Irene’s heart skipped a beat.
Isaac must have forgotten about that, had he not?
Even if he did not, this was definitely a bad time.
As such, Irene changed the subject, “Speaking of weddings, I have to attend one. What do you think I should wear,
Mom?”
“Whose wedding?” Sheryl asked.
“Zachary Slate’s,” Irene replied.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“What?!” Someone exclaimed from the doorway, and Irene turned to find Ricky Spencer standing there! Stumped
for a while, she eventually asked, “When did you come back?”
“Just now,” Ricky replied as he hurried inside and grasped her arm. “Are you serious? Zachary Slate is getting
married?”
Irene nodded, “Yeah, but don’t tell Lulu.”
“Hah!” Ricky laughed. “Why not? He’s made his bed and should lie in it.”
“No, I’m the one telling you not to do it, not him,” Irene explained. “He just broke up with Lulu, and she probably
would be overwhelmed if she finds out…”
“Exactly! She would only give up if she finds out, and she needs the pain to make her forget! Why hide?” Ricky
countered.
Irene was left silenced–Ricky actually spoke reason.
“I’ll call her right now, so that she’ll give up and not hold any delusions,” he said, whipping out his phone right then.
Irene wanted to stop him, but Sheryl caught her wrist and shook her head. “Let him do it.”
“What?” She was actually puzzled by Sheryl’s stance, even as her mother leaned in to whisper into her ear