Chapter 1058Chapter 1058
Zachary shot James a look. 'The missus is strict, huh?"
James was not about to take the bait. "You don't even have one to be strict with you."
Zachary shut up right then-he had to be upset again!
Since he could not fight back, he just had to hide!
If he snapped at James, James had his wife to back him up, and he alone would never win against two.
Picking up the wine bottle and pouring it for Irene, Zachary said, "Let's drink a little since Isaac isn't
around."
Irene frowned. "Don't mention him."
"Who?" Zachary asked despite knowing the answer, and he chuckled as Irene shot him a glare.
Even if Irene had a husband, right now, she was alone like him-having a kindred spirit certainly made it
feel a lot less lonely.
Since he was not the most tragic person around... did that mean she was the same as him?
"If I recall, you're bad with liquor. One drink, and that's all," Zachary said, but he poured her a full glass,
clearly trying to get her drunk.
As Irene rolled her eyes, Zachary said, "Come on. I'm keeping you company. M
He was clearly trying to tempt her.Still, Irene drank it even though she really could not hold her liquor, which was both bitter and burned
her throat.
Her cheeks were flushed soon enough.
Despite knowing that she could not hold her liquor, Zachary kept goading her anyway. "Keep drinking
and you'll get used to the taste."
Irene kept eating instead to try to quell the bitter aftertaste, but Zachary poured her another glass. "It's
just how alcohol tastes."
Irene waved him off-she could not drink anymore. "Stop it."
Zachary simply stuffed the glass into her hand. "Trust me. Drink this, and you won't find it terrible
anymore."
"Really?" Irene stared at him, tipsy but skeptical. "I don't believe you. I'm going back to my room."
Zachary walked up to help her stand. "How are you going to mingle with Isaac's business partners if
you can't drink?"
"He doesn't need me to," Irene replied.
Zachary casually asked her then, "Who were you seeing back in Zidonia?"
Irene became wary right then-and here she was curious why he kept making herdrink.
So he was trying to loosen her tongue!
"It's just work," she snapped. "Or do I have to report that to you as well?"
"I'm just asking..." Zachary quickly replied."Whatever. I'm sleepy—I need to sleep," Irene slapped his hand away.
"You're drunk."
Irene snorted. "That's what you wanted, no?!"
Zachary chuckled. "What are you talking about?"
However, Irene said nothing since she already saw through him.
As she entered her bedroom, she warned him, "Don't try anything funny with me!"
With that, she shut the door in Zachary's face, leaving him speechless.
He just wanted to ask about Lulu-was that so bad? And he meant no harm
On the other hand, Irene lay down in bed without taking a bath, seemingly not bothered to do it since
Isaac was not around.
She had been mentally weary since she had been worried for Lulu for a long while, and the glass of
wine already left her tipsy. She did not even pull the blanket over herself as she lay in bed, whipped out
her phone, and lay in bed to text Isaac.
[I miss you.]
Once she was done, she put her phone away and stared at the ceiling until sleep took her unwittingly,
while she slowly drifted into dreamland...
Still, she was drifting between consciousness when she heard the door open, and she narrowed her
eyes as she turned to find a tall, familiar figure. She frowned. "Isaac?"