The Runaway Groom

Chapter 62 If Isaac was not concerned about her injuries, he might be strangling Irene again. Was marrying him such a terrible grievance? On the other hand, Irene pretended not to hear him, but her twitching eyelashes were a clear sign that she was not asleep.

Closing his eyes and taking a moment to let his frustration ease, Isaac reached out to caress her face, and Irene promptly jerked and turned toward him.

Isaac chuckled. “Done pretending already?” “Pretending for what? I just fell asleep,” she said, stretching deliberately while asking languidly, “What are you doing here?” “It’s only natural for me to visit my wife, no?” he said, his smile still on his face. “Has Mrs. Watson been attending to you?”

Irene nodded–Mrs. Watson had been caring for Irene so well that she was the reason Irene had recovered this quickly.

“When are you getting discharged?” Isaac asked then.

Irene, however, would rather live at the hospital than stay under the same roof with him at the mansion. “It’s still too early to say.”

Nonetheless, Isaac saw through her, but did not expose her immediately. “How long did you think you could hide from me?”

She reigned ignorance. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Take your time to rest,” Isaac said as he

time Irene picked up the glass of water on the table and took sips with a nonchalant look, that

he could not

twice the price.” Irene thought nothing of it, but once Isaac left,

up. She had taken a few days’ worth of leave, because what happened at

she had lost her best chance to

only to arrive

to him in delight, he was already striding

believed that she was the woman from that night. So why

have

felt indignant, jealous, and furious! What would it take for Isaac to hate Irene, and to divorce her? Perhaps he had to see Irene

she would succeed again and make Isaac hate her. But now that they were total enemies, the methods she used before would not work… As such, she came up with