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

perspective, Irene was

not as if she wanted

take her as his wife, but

anyone actually ask or show

crystalline eyes suddenly

looked into her eyes then, and felt as

past for a split second, but he quickly averted his eyes and feigned

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

like I don‘t want a divorce–your grandfather had me sign an

and she only got the surgery she needed because of your grandfather‘s help, so that‘s why I have to stay with you. Did

eyes coolly. “What, are you saying

father arranged if it wasn‘t to save my mother!” she

Nonetheless, Isaac laughed icily.

she saying? That she

he getting

to marry

“Yes.”

was honest, but it left Isaac

vein was bulging on

have to be

did she think

her

the cheek

This was humiliating!

you‘re hurting because you had

not quite reach his

he

moment she had to deal

answer, and it was clear how repulsed she felt toward

Isaac exclaimed as he sprang to his

he did

just had to stay married and make

“Mr. Jefferson…”

blacklist. Don‘t bother!”

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