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.”

example, getting the hell out of my house?” Isaac said, his

perspective, Irene was an

leave… but it was not as if she wanted

to take her as his wife, but did they know that

actually ask or show

crystalline eyes

then, and felt as if

if he knew her in the past for a split second, but he quickly averted his eyes

play the sympathy card now?” he growled, though his voice was less stern

“It‘s not like I don‘t want

“My mother was sick, and she only got the surgery

“What,

save my mother!” she cried bitterly–she would not have felt so miserable if her

Nonetheless, Isaac laughed icily.

That she was forced to marry

why was he

have to marry me?”

“Yes.”

answer was honest, but

bulging on his

to be dissatisfied with this

did she think

her

goods like her, having the cheek

This was humiliating!

you had

reach his

get why he was

every moment she had to deal with

not hesitate to answer, and it

exclaimed as he sprang to his feet. “Since it hurts you, then

he decided that he

just had to stay married and

“Mr. Jefferson…”

are staying on the blacklist. Don‘t bother!”

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