Chapter 112
Isaac studied the courier and saw the large bouquet of roses he was holding.
Who were those meant for? Irene Spencer?
At the same time, Irene was craning her head from her bed in curiosity. “Who is it?”
The courier could feel the chilling presence Isaac was projecting, and gingerly replied, “Are you Ms. Spencer? I’m from City Express, and I will need your signature for your parcel.”
“Who’s the parcel from?” Irene asked.
“A Mr. Gooding, ma’am,” he replied.
Irene promptly turned toward Isaac, and noticed his jaw clenching-she was just looking from a particular angle, but could still sense the displeasure he felt.
She could tell that Isaac guessed that it was Harvey, who deliberately sent it even though it would incur Isaac’s wrath.
Meanwhile, the courier quickly sidestepped Isaac and squeezed his way in, passing her the receipt to be signed before handing her the bouquet of ninety-nine roses. “Thank you.”
Irene smiled in return as he quickly left the room, feeling as if this was the worst delivery he had to make yet.
Walking up to her, Isaac asked, “Do you like it?”
“All women would,” Irene replied as she picked up the card from the bouquet and read it.
Isaac snorted and snatched it out of her hands and read it before she could.
[I only wish that I can be in your heart, and my heart is too small for anyone but Irene! Divorce Isaac already-I will marry you instead. I miss you]
you. Oh,
[To Irene from Harvey, all my love.]
His wording was as obvious as it was flirty, and Isaac’s face darkened while his turn red after he was done.
eyes
seemed to
Restraining his temper, he asked Irene, “You want a divorce so that you can marry Harvey Gooding?”
Irene never had time to read what was on the card, but she could tell that it was nothing good if he was that upset.
Still, she knew upsetting Isaac was inevitable when she agreed to play along with Harvey’s plans, and that was her plan anyway.
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