The Runaway Groom

Chapter 131

Looking into Irene’s eyes, Issac told her, “If you still hate me for causing your miscarriage and pushing you off the building, you can curse me and hit me all you will, or demand anything —-I will accept everything you ask, but not a divorce.”

Irene sniffled. “I hate you, but…”

But she could not control her own feelings, and fell for him.

Biting her lip, she asked, “Don’t you care that I’ve been with other men?”

“I don’t,” Isaac replied, because he knew that she was squeaky clean and had given him her first time!

Irene made up her mind then. “But… do you mind if I had a child with another man?”

If he accepted it, so be it.

If he refused to, she would hold no qualms about leaving, so that neither of them would be hurt because they had to stay!

On the other hand, Isaac did not catch her hint, and presumed that she was talking about their lost child.

His heart sank at the thought, and his chest felt as if it burned. “If your children were still here, I would love them as my own.

Irene was left in disbelief. “Really?”

“I wouldn’t lie!” Isaac replied with determination.

“Alright, then I have something to tell you….”

Bang!

Jefferson! Whitney Cox is headed for the docks, where

interrupted Irene’s confession, while Isaac promptly

“Did

people are still following them, but they already boarded a boat. There’s little hope of catching

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Isaac barked furiously, “You’re all useless! Move, we have

remembered Irene and turned to her. “Stay home. There’s something

is Whitney escaping?”

mistake,” Isaac

“Okay. You should

Whitney was getting her just deserts after putting her

exposing her to a heightened

the people

“Yes, sir,” Stan replied.

any

“A yacht, sir.”

We’ll be there right now,” Isaac said as he strode

there was no question that they were a little late, but the

Isaac arrived, a fight had broken out on the boat and

while his men docked the boat with a plank. Isaac walked over and stood on the deck, even as the sea’s breeze blew violently against

may, he stood firm

“Whitney is my woman. Show

snorted coldly. “There’s no respect for you here. Stan, find

“Yes, sir,” Stan replied.

Stan arrived, they brought