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.”

you‘re apologizing? For example, getting the hell out of my

perspective, Irene was an interloper

it was not as if she wanted to invade

unwilling to take her as his wife, but did they

actually ask or show concern

eyes suddenly glistened with

looked into her eyes then, and felt as if

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

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

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

her current situation. “My mother was sick, and she only got

narrowed his eyes coolly. “What, are you saying you‘re

my mother!” she cried bitterly–she would not have felt so

Nonetheless, Isaac laughed icily.

was she saying? That she was forced to marry

was he getting

you have to marry me?”

“Yes.”

answer was honest, but it

vein was bulging on his

to

she think

gave her the

her, having the cheek to say she was

This was humiliating!

because you

reach

not get why he

every moment she had to

hesitate to answer, and it was clear how

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

he decided that he did

had to stay married and make

“Mr. Jefferson…”

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

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