Brandan choked for a moment.
He looked at his own bowl.
Is it a lot?
Isn't this the usual amount?
Iris Harris cleared her throat softly, "It's fine, go ahead and eat."
Brandan gave her a suspicious look, feeling that Iris was somewhat unusual tonight.
He pondered for a moment, thinking to himself, was she perhaps jealous?
After dinner, Iris, who had napped the whole afternoon, sat on the sofa energetically watching TV.
Brandan went upstairs to take a shower.
He had been with Emily Dormer all day and was reeking of alcohol, which was unbearable.
After his shower, he went downstairs to watch variety shows with Iris.
Shortly after, his phone rang; it was Charles Hyde calling.
He said that Emily had suddenly fainted and lost consciousness, urging him to come quickly.
Brandan furrowed his brows slightly, standing up from the sofa. Iris got up, brought his suit jacket, and draped it over him, saying softly, "Be careful on the road."
