The Runaway Groom

Chapter 89 Isaac remained apathetic. “Leave her be.”

As he headed upstairs, Mrs. Watson breathed a long sigh

– she was not about to go against him, even if she felt sad for Irene.

Moreover, Irene was the one at fault.

How could she run away?

Isaac had every reason to be angry.

The months when Irene was missing was an opportunity for Whitney Cox.

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Even if Isaac was still ignoring her, she still came every day with her homemade food in an attempt to win his favor again–to fulfill her dreams to enter that mansion as the lady of the house.

It was the same today, and Mrs. Watson was used to Whitney showing up constantly.

Taking the food containers she brought, she told Whitney, “I‘m afraid Mr. Jefferson still doesn‘t want to

Unrelenting, Whitney asked, “Did you say that, or

has told you that on multiple occasions. Why would you still

the way Whitney clung to her like a piece of chewing gum stuck to the bottom of her shoe. Isaac had made it thoroughly clear that he had no interest in Whitney, but she kept throwing herself at him anyway. There

just then, Mrs. Watson said,

shot back, “I know, but Irene

her when she was finished. She headed to the

some thought, she brought the food to

blankly for a long while. Coming to her senses and seeing that Mrs. Watson was

arm and asked, “Are you

lie to you?” Mrs. Watson replied. “Mr. Jefferson personally brought

Whitney released her then.

woman not die? Why was she showing

would get Isaac‘s attention again and win his heart... As long as Irene was

must disappear, so that no one would come

she feigned politeness and said, “I shall be leaving then, Mrs. Watson.” Mrs. Watson simply ignored her and headed towards the

placing the food before Irene, Mrs. Watson said worriedly, “You have

soul was going to

the verge of death, and did not even have the strength

was in very bad shape, Mrs. Watson decided to ask Isaac for leniency again. “Please promise you won‘t mess up or upset your husband again, Mrs. Jefferson, and certainly not run away. If you do, I‘ll speak to him on your behalf again.” Seeing hope then, Irene tugged at her pants and breathed despite immense difficulty. “Thank you...” Mrs. Watson breathed a