The Runaway Groom

Chapter 8

Did he not just leave her with that pervert? Why would he show up here? To laugh at her?

Haha!

“Isaac Jefferson?” Irene snapped, pointing at the man despite the killing intent swirling around him, boosted by liquid courage and not knowing fear just then. “You are... a real bastard!”

Isaac‘s face turned dark instantly, while Stan and Mrs. Watson kept their heads down in fearful silence.

Even so, Irene shambled forward, grabbing Isaac‘s necktie and pulling him toward herself. “You thought I wanted to marry you? You think you’re some sort of god?”

The alcoholic fumes she breathed left Isaac frowning, and anger brewed in his eyes as he deftly caught her wrist.” You‘re crazy.”

She was willing to play along with any man. He had tried to corner her and make her ask for a divorce, but she was as dumb as a donkey and refused to yield.

Still, he had changed his mind after she left with Harvey

-regardless of what had happened, she was his wife, even if he felt repulsed that she had been defiled.

“You‘re the crazy one.” Irene‘s hands never stopped clawing at him drunkenly, in retaliation against Isaac for letting that man molest her!

Glowering, Isaac dragged her upstairs by the wrist, even as she tried to shake him off. “Let me go! Let me go...”

Bang!

He kicked open the bedroom door and flung her inside, causing her to stumble and drop to her knees.

“Ah... Urgh...” she moaned as she clutched her kneecaps, and her voice gave Isaac pause.

That voice… His mind seemed to return to that night for a split second.

a lot like

in the present, Irene looked up to

but he was

his senses as

and narrowing his eyes, he growled,

of fact, Irene was

with both hands, but her ankles caved and she

filling the room. She slowly looked up to find Isaac‘s dark, icy gaze, and realized that she had caught his

already left Isaac‘s business attire a mess from all

the legs of his pants

she averted her eyes. “I–I didn‘t mean

a chilling

Wait...

shot Isaac a glare. “What are you

yourself?

but it could not be denied that he

thought of that night left

maintained a calm look.

it, afraid that someone would find out... and

jump any man you can reach, don‘t you?” Isaac growled with a sinister glare as he grabbed her neck. “Tell me! How the hell is this possible? How could

murderous intent in his words –

worst humiliation he had ever suffered in his

was already scarlet from all that alcohol, became redder as she gasped for

out of her throat

flailed violently, two buttons snapped off her

her pretty collarbones to her black lacy bra, and he was soon

was still

loosely beside her

had been staring for too long, Isaac quickly turned