Isabelle quickly put away the needle and sat back down.
George reached out and grabbed her hand, holding it in his. His thumb gently caressed the back of her hand.
She said, "lf you don't have anything else to do, you should go home and get some rest..."
George responded with a simple grunt. However, his eyes remained fixed on Isabelle.
Isabelle looked at him and asked, "What are you trying to do?"
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