The Runaway Groom

Chapter 48 When Isaac woke up, his nostrils were stung by the pungent scent of medicine. As he slowly sat up, his secretary came by to help. “Mr. Jefferson.” Isaac waved her off.

“I’m fine,” he said, taking a moment to compose herself before asking, “How’s Stan?”

“He’s unconscious, but the doctor already operated on him, so his life isn’t in danger,” the secretary replied. “The doctor has also advised you to rest since you had a minor concussion. Why don’t you rest a little?”

Isaac remembered the blood on Whitney’s legs just then. Pursing his lips in silence for a while, he eventually ended up asking, “How’s Whitney Cox?”

“The doctor said that she had a miscarriage. She’s fine otherwise apart from minor lacerations. She woke up when I arrived-she’s in the next ward.”

Then, hesitating for a moment, the secretary asked, “Should I call for her?”

Isaac raised a hand to stop her.

He was feeling mixed emotions just then-despite his disgust toward Whitney, and his reluctance to let her be the mother of her child, he had never thought about giving up on his child.

Now, however, the child was gone, and he naturally felt a little sad as a father.

do something to get even, or

are,” his secretary replied. “They haven’t found out

man who was relatively unscathed. He clearly saw him climbing out of his car before running away, and he was most likely afraid, possibly because he should not be driving, “Start a search, and reach the culprit before the cops do,” he growled. “No killing, but make sure it’s a lesson to be remembered. Also, summon the doctor who operated on Whitney Cox. I want to meet them.” When he saw

behavior just before that was exceedingly suspicious. That was why he wanted the

the secretary replied. Isaac closed his eyes.

on the bed for a while, feeling mysteriously relieved that he did not have to maintain a

he closed his eyes

conference and left earlier than she did, while giving her permission to end the day early. She was going to get a taxi after stepping out of the hospital when she spotted Isaac’s chauffeur driving up to her. “You

you to and from work,” the chauffeur replied as he opened the door for her.

mess around with other women when Whitney was

Irene hung her head when he said ‘home.’ Was

“Of course, Mrs. Jefferson.”

Henry Jefferson was not home, and

the old man knew that Isaac was a father now and had a