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

Please leave.” Unrelenting, Whitney

Why would you still ask?” Mrs.

Mrs. Watson abhorred 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 should be a limit to

Mrs. Watson said, “Ms. Cox, Mr. Jefferson is married – please stop coming

and shot back, “I know, but Irene Spencer

Watson closed the door behind her when she was finished. She headed to the trash can as usual to throw the food Whitney brought, but

thought, she brought the food to the

to her senses and seeing that Mrs.

and asked, “Are you serious? Irene Spencer

you?” Mrs. Watson

Whitney released her then.

die?

get Isaac‘s attention again and win his heart... As

disappear, so that no one

her heart, she feigned politeness and said, “I shall be leaving then, Mrs. Watson.” Mrs. Watson simply ignored her and headed towards the back of the mansion, where Irene was held

Watson said worriedly,

soul was

was on the verge of death, and did not even have the strength to

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 sigh and left