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.”

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

Irene

but it was not as if she wanted

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

show concern

eyes suddenly glistened with a watery

eyes then, and felt as if he was stabbed

the past for a split second, but he quickly averted his

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

as possible. “It‘s not like I don‘t want a divorce–your grandfather had me sign

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 with you.

his eyes coolly. “What, are you saying

my father arranged if it wasn‘t to save my mother!” she cried bitterly–she would not have felt so miserable if her life was not under someone else‘s

Nonetheless, Isaac laughed icily.

she saying? That she was

why was he getting upset

dissatisfied that you have to marry me?” he

“Yes.”

was honest, but it left Isaac

vein was bulging on

to

she think

gave her the

the cheek to say she was

This was humiliating!

you‘re hurting because you had to marry

reach

he was upset,

her, every moment she had to

and it was clear

to his feet. “Since it

he did not want that

had to stay married and make her

“Mr. Jefferson…”

on the blacklist. Don‘t bother!” Isaac

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