The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Isaac studied the courier and saw the large bouquet of roses he was holding.

Who were those meant for? Irene Spencer?

At the same time, Irene was craning her head from her bed in curiosity. “Who is it?”

The courier could feel the chilling presence Isaac was projecting, and gingerly replied, “Are you Ms. Spencer? I’m from City Express, and I will need your signature for your parcel.”

“Who’s the parcel from?” Irene asked.

“A Mr. Gooding, ma’am,” he replied.

Irene promptly turned toward Isaac, and noticed his jaw clenching-she was just looking from a particular angle, but could still sense the displeasure he felt.

She could tell that Isaac guessed that it was Harvey, who deliberately sent it even though it would incur Isaac’s wrath.

Meanwhile, the courier quickly sidestepped Isaac and squeezed his way in, passing her the receipt to be signed before handing her the bouquet of ninety-nine roses. “Thank you.”

Irene smiled in return as he quickly left the room, feeling as if this was the worst delivery he had to make yet.

Walking up to her, Isaac asked, “Do you like it?”

would,” Irene replied as she picked up the card from

out of her

heart, and my heart is too small for anyone

you. Oh,

from Harvey, all

wording was as obvious as it was flirty, and Isaac’s face darkened while his turn

eyes

seemed to

his temper, he asked Irene, “You want a divorce so that you

card, but she could tell that it was nothing

was inevitable when she agreed to play along with Harvey’s plans, and that was her

“Yes,” she replied.

overflowing, though he soon softened at the sight of Irene’s plastered foot. “Don’t even dream of

door open with a loud

so violent it almost broke

He was really furious!

in surprise, her heart skipping a beat when she saw Isaac’s furious visage,

actually out of

Bzzt-

when the phone she

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