The Runaway Groom

Chapter 63 Irene knew that Whitney desired Isaac, and was therefore using him to upset her. Unsurprisingly, all of Whitney’s repressed rage erupted right then. Lunging forward, she grabbed Irene’s neck while shrieking, “Die! You’ve stolen everything from me, but Isaac will be mine once you’re dead!”

Irene just wanted to upset her-her body was in no condition for fisticuffs at the moment.

“Do you think Isaac would like to see you acting crazy like this, Whitney? Men prefer gentle women, not fishwives.”

Her words more or less worked, because Whitney cared too much about what Isaac thought of her.

“Mrs. Jefferson…”

Mrs. Watson happened to arrive with lunch then, and when she saw Whitney trying to hurt Irene, she promptly dropped everything and ran up to them, pulling Whitney away while snapping, “Do you know who she is? How dare you do this to her? You will get it once I tell Mr. Jefferson!”

Whitney’s face fell as she looked at Mrs. Watson–the old maid would be calling her Mrs. Jefferson if not for Irene!

Irene had taken away everything that was rightfully hers! After all, Isaac was still convinced that she was with him that night!

“You’ll pay for this, Irene!” she snarled. Irene’s expression, however, was icy.

If Whitney had not performed amniocentesis on her, her other child might have been as brave and strong as his twin… and would never have been lost because of some flesh wound!

had happened because the amniocentesis

would not let

say the same to

her to check on

head. “No, I’m

was fuming. “Who was that woman? Is she even in her right mind? We have

mustn’t tell him.” Irene promptly

with her, because she felt the

Whitney’s child was lost in that

and Whitney should suffer

Mrs. Jefferson?” Mrs. Watson could not understand, but she was not aware of the

to overreact after recently losing her child, and she

touch the food you’ve brought,” she told Mrs.

well at night at all, worried that Whitney would come to mess with her. She decided to get discharged-after staying over ten days here, she had more or less fully recovered. When Zachary came to visit in the evening, she told him as much. “I’ll handle the proceedings tomorrow morning,” Zachary replied. Irene nodded, and Zachary suddenly wanted to ask her what she

could tell that she clearly had a plan but was not telling him. As such, he did not try to

arrived just then, and seeing that Zachary was there, he asked, “Can she get