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?”

her, but his

Isaac knew, so she simply

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

there is

the woman from that night

that night

boyfriend. Is that the only man you‘ve been with?” he asked despite his

her, and her

you going to divorce me already? I’m just another disgusting woman.” As she held Isaac’s gaze, she thought to herself that she must have pushed him over the edge because of that

suffered… Was that baby

In reality, Irene ran away and hid so that

she said, “I never lied–1 had twins, 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,

to her own child–she had to lie and hide the

Isaac