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.”

sincere if you‘re apologizing? For example, getting the hell out of my house?” Isaac said, his

his perspective, Irene was an

it was not as if she wanted to invade his

as his wife, but did they know that she was not

or show concern about how

eyes suddenly glistened with a watery

and felt as

for a split second, but he

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

calm as possible. “It‘s not like I don‘t want a

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

his eyes coolly. “What, are you saying

it wasn‘t to save my mother!” she cried bitterly–she would not have felt so miserable if

Nonetheless, Isaac laughed icily.

she was

he getting upset as

to

“Yes.”

honest, but it left

vein was bulging on

did she have to be

did she think she

gave her

her, having the cheek to say

This was humiliating!

you had to marry

reach his

why he

she had to

not hesitate to answer, and it was clear how repulsed

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

that he

had to stay married and make

“Mr. Jefferson…”

are staying on the blacklist.

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