The Runaway Groom

Chapter 65

Whitney could not care less right then-she must stop Irene from getting it on with Isaac!

However, when the door was abruptly opened, Isaac’s expression turned to a glower and he sprang to his feet. Glaring at the intruders, he bellowed, “Who let you in here?!” His glower turned even more fearsome when he saw that it was Whitney!

Still, Whitney was quick enough to respond in time. “I was going to visit Irene…”

Irene, however, was certainly aware that Whitney was here to destroy her. Sitting up in bed, she deliberately and intimately wrapped her arms around Isaac from behind.

Despite his considerable height, she was on her bed, allowing her chin enough leverage to rest on Isaac’s shoulder.

Smiling at Whitney, she asked, “You’re visiting me? For what?”

Despite her smugness, she was praying inwardly that Isaac would not push her away right then.

However, Isaac proved to be at once cooperative and accepting.

He loved Irene being this close to him, and the scent wafting from her body.

was virtually darkened from sheer rage at that point, but there was no way she could throw a fit when Isaac was standing right in front

I was here for room inspection. I also thought I could check on Irene and

laughed. “How

at the door, and saw that he was both ugly and bald. Whitney was

that man had been in this ward… she did not. even want to think about what

in mind,

memory and remembered that Isaac was being neutral toward Whitney right now… Was it because

to set her up again, there was no reason for her to

this? Could he be your boyfriend?

cried, stopping short of jumping at her and cursing. Then, quickly turning to Isaac, she explained, “Please don’t misunderstand – he’s just a patient, not my boyfriend. In fact, I never had a boyfriend!” Irene promptly turned towards Isaac by the time Whitney was finished, since she and Isaac had both seen evidence to

Whitney was denying

expression

understood why his attitude toward Whitney was constantly changing-he must not have been aware that Whitney

disdain toward her, but was also unable to let

that hot and cold

to the fire. “Who was that boy who chased