The Runaway Groom

Chapter 91

Irene’s heart still pounded with fear as she remembered how that man had pushed her out of the window.

Nonetheless, Isaac asked softly, “Irene Spencer, I have a question: were you at Charity Hospital on the sixth of July?”

Irene drew a blank, but rasped, “I was working there as a doctor at the time. Isn’t it normal for me to be there?”

She had no idea why Isaac would talk about that night, but now that Isaac had learned the truth from Whitney, he wanted to double–check just to make sure that there was no mistake this time. “In other words, you were there even though you weren‘t on duty. You were standing in for Whitney Cox, weren‘t you?”

Irene pursed her lips. “Yes, and I remember that very well because that was supposed to be our wedding night,” she admitted. “You weren‘t at the mansion when I received Whitney‘s text, saying that she was busy and asking me to take over her shift. I went to the hospital –” “And met a wounded man,”

“How did you know?” Irene narrowed her eyes, cutting her short. “Are you still investigating

me?”

yes or no answers,” Isaac told her, but his

again. Still, she had no reason to hide anything now that Isaac knew, so she simply showed her hand, that way,

met a wounded man. He was being pursued by some assailants and threatened me, but I had no idea if he was a villain. He never hurt me, which was enough for me. That‘s why I decided to help him, and that‘s when he started to get frisky. I did not resist –in my head, my husband did not like me, and having sex with that man was a perfect opportunity to make him

all there

only he and the woman from that night would know, and that there

woman from that night

only man you‘ve been with?” he asked despite his pounding

Stan look into her, and her past was squeaky clean

with his child. Aren‘t you going to divorce me already? I’m just another disgusting woman.” As she held Isaac’s gaze, she thought to herself that she

suffered… Was that

in labor. Were you lying about the miscarriage?” he asked, hoping dearly that she was lying to him and actually gave birth. In reality, Irene

and I lost one due to the miscarriage. That‘s why I ran, because I knew that you were going to be furious if you found out that I was still pregnant. But it all meant nothing, because by yet another stroke of bad luck, the

to her own child–she had to lie and hide

Isaac was left