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.”

aren‘t we? Don‘t get all mushy on me now.” Zachary actually felt a little embarrassed–she would be much closer to her dream if Isaac was not the one pulling strings. “I‘ll drive you home.” “No, it‘s fine.” Irene quickly refused–she had to,

did not try

back to the mansion after parting ways with Zachary, and the thought that Isaac would never set foot here relieved

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,

That voice...

found a

air around him seemed to turn cold as he stared

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

she never expected him to

“Why... are you here?”

here. He hated this arranged marriage, did

need your permission

“Sign this,” Isaac growled , unceremoniously throwing the divorce papers he was

was not surprised. It was only natural that 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

it?” Isaac cut her short before she could finish, as if he had expected her to protest. After all, there was no way she would agree to

means.

your way. Just don‘t regret this later,” Isaac said

..

Irene wanted to explain. However, she accidentally tripped on the steps when she tried to

when she realized something was missing, and looked up to see that it had rolled to Isaac‘s feet. Reaching

to why she was

cavities, but one pill had been taken,

it around and noted a brand he did not recognize. While he could not tell what pills were in there, the line of text at the bottom made it