The Runaway Groom

Chapter 59 There was no going back for Whitney, but she was still trying her best to weasel her way out of guilt.

Meanwhile, Isaac’s lips were curling coolly. To think that this woman could be this unreasonable… To think that she would attempt to deceive him with a pregnancy!

He would have made her wish she was dead, if not for the fact that she had saved him that night!

“Whitney, I won’t hold it against you this time. But know this, I’ll only tolerate your nonsense this one time, and I don’t want to see you ever again. Cross the line again, and there will be no mercy!”

Then, rising to his feet, he told his secretary, “Let her go.” “Yes, Mr. Jefferson.” Her secretary gestured for the men to release Whitney then.

“Isaac…”

Nonetheless, Whitney lunged toward him again, begging through tears and snot, “I didn’t mean to do this…!

“Keep bugging me, and I’ll make sure you don’t get to stay in this city!” he said with an even tone, but there was endless intimidation in his words. Whitney finally let go of him then, and dropped to the floor with an ashen face. Her plan to fake a pregnancy could have propelled her to become Mrs. Jefferson… but it ended up ruining everything instead! Mrs. Jefferson? Right now, the mere sight of her disgusted Isaac, and that was the only thing he felt about her now! She had lost so much more than what she had paid for now, and she was beaten with no hopes of salvaging anything! She had failed, losing Isaac and any chance to rise above! Even so, she was not resigned to her fate-how did it turn out like this?!

the Central Hospital, Mrs. Watson arrived

was certainly surprised to see her. “Why did you

proper nourishment,” Mrs. Watson explained as she brought out each of the food containers. “He told me to bring you food everyday

Mrs. Watson’s immaculate culinary

so she must

instead, because he’s the one who told me to do my best in caring for you. The ingredients here are

but she was far

lost

by throwing some food her way?

broth, she felt sull, though it was uncomfortable lying down

craving?” Mrs. Watson asked. “I can get it for you.” “I have this bitter taste in my mouth,” Irene replied. “I would like

bitterness might be the pain from losing a child, she thought

Mrs. Watson said as she cleared the table.” Peaches are also in season

as she lay