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

his perspective, Irene was an

as if she wanted to invade his

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

ask or show concern about how she

pure and crystalline eyes suddenly glistened with a watery

looked into her eyes then, and felt as if he was stabbed in the chest and

for a split second, but he quickly averted his

to play the sympathy card now?” he

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

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

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

course! I would never have agreed to this marriage 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

Nonetheless, Isaac laughed icily.

she was forced to marry

he getting upset

that you have to

“Yes.”

honest, but

was bulging

to be

did she think

gave her the

like her, having the

This was humiliating!

because you had

not quite reach his eyes and made him

did not get why he was upset, and answered honestly,

her, every moment she had to

and it was clear how repulsed she felt toward

to his feet.

he did not

stay married and make

“Mr. Jefferson…”

the blacklist. Don‘t

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