The Runaway Groom

Chapter 6

Isaac looked up. He raised a brow, amplifying his menacing presence. “What?”

Zachary gritted his teeth. “Whatever. I will bear with it this time since it concerns your happiness.”

Isaac gave him a dark, placid look. “Drive.”

After Stan drove off, Zachary decided that he must at least do something for Irene, but saw that she had just stepped out of the entrance when he turned to head back to the lounge.

“Irene...” Zachary walked up to her.

“I need to go.”

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She was still smiling at him, and it hurt Zachary to see her like this. “I‘ll do my best to find a donor for your mother.”

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The thought of her mother left Irene‘s gut clenching. She worked hard to hide her feelings, but the quiver in her voice was telling. “Really?”

A heart donor does not grow on trees, and there were plenty of cases where patients died even before they found a match.

Her eyes welling with tears, she did not know how to

convey her gratitude other than saying, “Thank you, Zachary.”

a little embarrassed–she would be much closer to her dream if Isaac was not the one pulling strings.

did not try to

mansion after parting ways with Zachary, and the thought that Isaac would

Watson could see that she was not as wary as the first day she moved in, and smiled. “You look quite happy. Did something good happen?” Irene was keeping her head down as she changed into loafers near the front door. “Nothing. I just like staying here with you, Mrs. Watson–just the two of us.” Another voice asked, “Are you saying that I’m not

That voice...

a man

to turn cold as he stared loftily upon her with

she had never seen his face in magazines or on TV, she would never

never expected him to show

“Why... are you here?”

here. He hated this arranged marriage, did he not? He should have zero

need

head. It was true – she was ‘invading‘ his territory “Sign this,” Isaac growled , unceremoniously throwing the divorce papers

he demanded a divorce, but she could not sign it now and had to wait until after her mother‘s surgery. “Mr. Jef–” she stammered, unsure how to address

to protest. After all, there was no

means.

regret this later,” Isaac said

..

explain. However, she accidentally tripped on the steps

crouch to pick them up. That was when she realized something was missing, and looked up to see that it had rolled to Isaac‘s feet. Reaching out by reflex and keen not to be noticed, a foot stepped on

He was curious as to why she was so nervous, so he lifted his foot and picked up the

one pill had

not recognize. While he could not tell what pills were in there,