The Runaway Groom

Chapter 142

Isaac was glaring at Irene as if he would cut her into little pieces–if looks could kill, she would be dead already!

“I was just -”

Even as Irene tried to explain, Isaac sprang to his feet, clearly reluctant to listen to her, and strode out of the dining room.

Irene pursed her lips but did not follow-he was furious, and he was not calm enough to listen to her explanations.

She should give him time to calm down before talking to him.

“Achoo-”

Irene suddenly clasped her hand over her mouth as she sneezed!

Seeing that, Mrs. Watson asked, “Do you have a cold?”

Irene nodded, and she quickly brought her cold medicine.

“Thanks,” Irene sniffled.

Mrs. Watson smiled. “You’re Mr. Jefferson’s wife. It’s what I should do.”

lowered her gaze at the mention of Isaac, but quickly

Irene changed into fresh clothes and headed to the

She also warned him to be wary, in case Samantha tried to

frowned. “You weren’t like this before,

was aware that Irene disliked Samantha-even hated

understandable from Irene’s standpoint, but hatred aside, she should

say something like that was Irene the one who actually wanted the family estate? Was that why she

before?” Irene asked in

to give her a

then that

deep breath, she said, “Would you believe me if I told you that

it was too

gold digger, but he still doubted that she would resort

go

a hurry to explain, and she already had an idea. “Well, I can prove it

“H-How?” Lionel asked.

I’m dead. How would she react when

about

stayed silent, Lionel started to believe her a little now-she would not be

you,”