The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 8

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

Back in the present, Irene looked up

but he was also

to his senses as he met her

and narrowing his eyes, he growled, “You

a matter of fact, Irene was

her ankles caved and she stumbled , so she had to catch

her balance, she suddenly felt a coldness filling the room. She slowly looked up to find Isaac‘s dark, icy gaze, and realized that she had caught his pants with both hands, which would have slipped off if it was

already left Isaac‘s business attire a mess from all

legs of his pants were already wrinkled

her eyes. “I–I didn‘t mean

chilling chuckle. “Really?”

Wait...

shot Isaac a glare. “What are

yourself?

not be denied that he had seen the morning after pills, and knew that she

night

maintained a calm look.

would find out... and in turn

glare as he grabbed her neck. “Tell me! How the hell is this possible? How could you cheat on me, and still

his words

humiliation he had ever suffered in his

choking. Her face, which was already scarlet from all that alcohol, became redder as

squeezing what air remained out of her throat as she wheezed, “Let...

she flailed violently, two buttons snapped off

her black lacy bra, and he was soon left staring at her breasts that were threatening to burst

was still

loosely beside her ears, while her

had been staring for

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