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.”

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

perspective, Irene was an interloper

but it was not as if

his wife, but did they

actually ask or show concern about how

pure and crystalline eyes

into her eyes then, and felt as if

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

card now?” he growled, though his voice was

as calm as possible. “It‘s not like

situation. “My mother was sick, 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 you think you‘re the

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

never have agreed to this marriage my father arranged if it wasn‘t to save my mother!”

Nonetheless, Isaac laughed icily.

she was forced to

he getting upset

dissatisfied that you have to marry me?” he

“Yes.”

answer was honest, but it left Isaac utterly

vein was bulging on

to be dissatisfied

did she think she

her the

having the cheek to say she

This was humiliating!

hurting because you had

though it did not quite reach

why he was

her, every moment she had to deal with him

not hesitate to answer, and it

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

that he did not want that

just had to stay married

“Mr. Jefferson…”

staying on the blacklist. Don‘t bother!” Isaac snapped

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