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.

to get

his secretary replied. “They haven’t found out who the

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

he wanted the absolute truth, for he would never allow anyone to

sir,” the secretary replied. Isaac closed his

her, Isaac kept sitting on the bed for a while, feeling mysteriously relieved that he did not have to

down, he closed his eyes

in an academic conference and left earlier than she did, while giving her permission to end the day early. She

the chauffeur replied as he opened the door for her. “I will be around from now

other women when Whitney was pregnant with his child? Still, she

he asked, “Are we heading home, Mrs. Jefferson?” Irene hung her head when he said ‘home.’ Was that mansion really her home? Shaking her head, she

“Of course, Mrs. Jefferson.”

minutes, but Henry Jefferson was not home,

if the old man knew that Isaac was a father now and had a woman he loved, she would be