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.”

apologizing? For example, getting the hell

his perspective, Irene was

should leave… but it was not as if she wanted to

but he was unwilling to take her as his

actually ask or show concern about how

beautiful, pure and crystalline eyes suddenly glistened

into her eyes then, and felt as

he knew her in the past for a split second, but he quickly averted

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

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

mother was sick, and she only got the surgery she needed because of your grandfather‘s

coolly. “What, are you

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 someone

Nonetheless, Isaac laughed icily.

was she saying? That she was forced to

why was he getting upset as

to marry

“Yes.”

but it left Isaac utterly

vein was bulging on

did she have to be

did she

gave her the

goods like her, having the cheek

This was humiliating!

you had to marry me?”

quite reach his eyes

get why he was upset,

moment she had to deal with him hurt

it was clear

his feet. “Since it hurts you, then stay

he decided that he

to stay

“Mr. Jefferson…”

the blacklist. Don‘t bother!” Isaac snapped

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