The Runaway Groom

Chapter 81

There were guards watching the entire residence inside out, but Irene had no intention of escaping anyway.

After all, even if she managed to flee from Harvey, she would just end up caught by Isaac.

Indeed, she no longer had the will to run.

On the other hand, Harvey felt uneasy to see her being quiet and compliant.

“What are you up to this time, Irene Spencer?”

Irene was simply sitting on the couch, and calmly said, “I know I won’t get away, so I won’t waste my strength trying–that said, I’ll kill myself if you try anything funny.”

Harvey chuckled. “Why would I go through so much to capture you, only to not get you?”

Irene looked at him then.

Harvey was not your typical greasy, perverted old man. He was tall and had a handsome face, while his eyes projected both a sense of mischief and indulgence.

Isaac Jefferson? The fact that you ran proves that

never allow her to give birth. There was no way she

married anyway, which was why she

anything to do with

eyes then, but Irene had no reason to fear him–she

in the worst

available

being tricked and beaten so many times

if you refuse to play along,” Harvey chuckled coolly. “The more Isaac wants you, the more I

bitter grudge against the man for beating him up,

a coincidence—I don’t want to be found either,” Irene replied as she placed a hand protectively

she could protect her child if Isaac found

it was perhaps the most positive

share a mutual interest?” Harvey asked,

drink it, and seeing that she was being wary, he said, “I don‘t deceive people like you. The water

drink it, however, so he simply ignored her and drank, before standing up and appearing ready to leave. “Just stay here and don‘t do anything stupid. Do that,