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!

miscarriage had happened because the amniocentesis maimed

not let

the same

to check on her. “Are you

shook her head.

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

you mustn’t tell him.” Irene promptly

trying to mess with her, because she felt the same way Irene did after her

that Whitney’s child was lost in that car accident, which was something she

all, both Isaac and Whitney should suffer the pain

not, Mrs. Jefferson?” Mrs. Watson could not understand, but she

her child, and

and don’t let her touch the food you’ve brought,” she told Mrs. Watson. Mrs. Watson nodded.

three days, Irene was exceedingly cautious and could not sleep 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.

As such, he did

“Can she get discharged now?” Zachary glanced at Irene and