The Runaway Groom

Chapter 36 On the other hand, Irene remembered Whitney’s relationship with Isaac, and did not react well to Isaac’s presence-not after what Whitney had done to her. “I can do whatever I want. Why do you care?”

She was utterly panicked just moments ago. Even though she had every intention to get an abortion after learning about her pregnancy, her rationality left her when she found out that someone was trying to hurt her children.

The fear of loss-the fear of her children being hurt-had seized her.

Moreover, Whitney had found out that she and Isaac were married, and must have presumed that the children were Isaac’s.

Was that why Whitney had tried to hurt them? Her nerves getting the better of herself, Irene forgot that Zachary was with her as she lifted her shirt.

At the same time, Zachary saw Isaac’s murderous gaze. He gestured for Irene to get off as he quickly explained, “I saw nothing.” Once that was done, he quickly drove off, fearful that Isaac’s wrath would catch him. Be that as it may, Irene pursed her lips and glared at Isaac hostilely! It left Isaac frowning. He had yet to punish her, and she wanted to turn the tables already? She was simply outrageous! “Get in the car!” he barked. Irene did so, but jibed, “Birds of the same feather flock together!” “What was that?!” Isaac grabbed her chin right then. “You really want to die, don’t you? Did you forget everything I said?!” His hold was firm, almost dislocating her jaw, but she sharply shot back, “I do remember, but I won’t play along. Why are you demanding that I act like a wife, when you aren’t doing the same?”

if you cut off Whitney Cox! Can you do that?” Isaac’s dark expression abruptly eased, and he listed a brow

promptly denied it.

fell

having a million ways

with a man’s possessiveness leaving her cheek hot. “Go on, keep pissing me off.” Irene flinched, but flew into a rage in the next instant and grabbed his neck-her mother had always been her Achilles’ heel. In fact, she could bear

swear I’ll take

fight back once pushed over the edge. Smiling, he said quietly, “Go on, strangle me. I’m giving you the chance.” Stan glanced behind through at the rearview mirror, and felt a

drive people to resort to radical behavior, they would likewise withdraw when they calmed down. Though she slowly released his neck, she made herself clear. “You shouldn’t tell me to act like a wife because

children in her belly, and as a mother, it was a basic instinct to respond and retaliate! “Fine.” Isaac, however, agreed to it without

Irene surprised. “Aren’t you in

would he agree to