The Runaway Groom

Chapter 103 Irene Spencer was a great doctor, a dancer, and a pianist. And now, a painter?

Isaac actually doubted it-those other talents already made her plenty impressive.

In fact, it was already impressive for the average individual to have two expertise.

On the other hand, Harvey was getting smug because he could tell that Isaac missed his point,

He laughed out loud, because he knew something Isaac did not.

“I heard that some artists only draw their beloved. Do you think that this artist loves me, Mr. Jefferson?” Irene scowled. “You forced me to do it. I don’t…” She paused mid-sentence-why should she even explain herself? In fact, she needed Isaac to hate her and divorce her right now!

Hence, switching gears, she said, “I mean, you were pushy, but I definitely wanted to draw

you.”

It was basically acknowledging that she was in love with Harvey.

Despite it being a complete lie, those who hear that might not agree. Harvey actually did a double take, but glee soon appeared on his face. Turning toward Isaac with a smug grin, he exclaimed, “Did you just get cheated on, Mr. Jefferson? Haha!”

to bear with all of Harvey’s antics until

and truly furious. Even if he was already tolerant toward

throw tantrums and hate him, but he would not suffer

was his inviolable limit-he did not want her interested in other meni, or to flirt with

set his

Isaac would be a fool

building. “Leaving already, Mr. Jefferson? Not getting another

Irene up in his arms and put her

back to the hospital was quiet, and it was almost suffocating to be in the

angry just then, and asked tentatively, “Are you

the car was so silent

once again carried her out of the car, quietly moving her to the

were sincere about drawing a portrait for Harvey Gooding,

staying in his house for months. in Sunny City. It’s only natural

against the bed right then. Fortunately, the bedding was very soft

Isaac’s glare and tried to push herself up, but he threw himself on top of her, preventing