The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Irene had already set her mind on confronting Isaac, but she was more or less apprehensive about actually doing it.

Scenes of his violence still flashed in her mind!

Taking a deep breath, she mustered her courage and strode into the house, and she opened the door to find Mrs. Watson waiting for her, smiling. “Welcome back.”

“Yeah,” Irene murmured as she peeked inside, spotting a figure on the couch but not his face.

“Mr. Jefferson is in,” Mrs. Watson said then.

Irene changed into loafers before entering, forcing a smile as she offered a greeting. “Mr. Jefferson.”

Isaac lowered the magazine he was reading to look at her and chuckled. “Mr. Jefferson?‘”

She was refusing to divorce him, and yet trying to act distant?

Was she playing hard to get?

Irene ignored it. Having apologized before, she said earnestly again, “I didn‘t mean to touch your stuff. I‘m sorry.”

“Did you really think that ‘sorry‘ would make me forgive you?” Isaac said, leaning back languidly on his couch and

folding his legs angrily.

For some reason, he was actually pleased that she had to speak respectfully and act so wary around him.

Bullying her was somehow amusing. If Irene knew what he was thinking, she would be cursing at him for being a deviant!

Sadly, the reality was that she was now a miserable worm who had to prostrate herself and beg for her survival.

Irene watched him for two seconds, and decided to brace herself and curry favor with him just to keep her job.

She brought him a cup of tea, smiling. “Mr. Jefferson, please don‘t hold a grudge over someone as insignificant as me.”

The smile on her face did not quite reach her eyes, and Isaac growled in disdain, “What an ugly smile.”

Irene was actually trying to relax her expression, but there was no way she could relax around him. Biting her lip, she worked hard to satisfy him and bent herself backward. “Sorry.”

do something more sincere if you‘re apologizing? For example, getting the hell out of my house?” Isaac

perspective, Irene

as if she

but he was unwilling to take her as his wife,

or show concern about

and crystalline eyes suddenly

eyes then, and felt as

the past for a split second, but he quickly

the sympathy card now?” he growled, though his

back her tears, Irene kept her voice as calm as possible. “It‘s not like I don‘t want a divorce–your grandfather had me sign an agreement

be stubborn given her current situation. “My mother was sick, and she only got the surgery she needed because of your grandfather‘s help, so that‘s why I have to stay

narrowed his eyes coolly. “What, are you

father arranged if it wasn‘t to save my mother!” she cried bitterly–she would not have

Nonetheless, Isaac laughed icily.

That she was forced

why was he getting upset as

you dissatisfied that you have to marry me?” he snarled

“Yes.”

honest, but it left Isaac utterly

was bulging

she have to be dissatisfied

did she think

her

having the cheek to say

This was humiliating!

you had to

though it did not quite reach his eyes

did not get why he was upset,

had to deal with him

to answer, and it was clear

sprang to his feet. “Since it hurts you,

he decided that he did not want that

just had to stay married and

“Mr. Jefferson…”

staying on the blacklist. Don‘t

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