The Runaway Groom

Chapter 180

Kathy was strutting as she walked toward them, her heels clicking in her wake as she passed a lunchbox to Mrs. Watson. “I’ve made this for Isaac. Take it inside.”

When Mrs. Watson did not take it, she smiled, “I’ll be the lady of this house soon, Mrs. Watson. How will we get along when you’re being this hostile now?”

Mrs. Watson reluctantly took the lunchbox then, her face falling as she turned and headed inside the mansion.

Once she left, Kathy’s smile faded. Glancing at the suitcase lined up against the wall, she then turned to Irene. “I hope you never show up around Isaac after you leave. He must have gotten sick of you and told Mrs. Watson to throw away your things, didn’t he?”

Her words actually left Irene agitated.

Yes, Isaac must have gotten sick of her and told Mrs. Watson to throw away her things, did he not?

She reared her head with an impeccable smile just then. “I don’t think I’ll be the last person thrown out of here, though. I hope you’ll prove to be an evergreen and never get thrown out, Ms. York.”

Kathy’s face fell. “Are you trying to jinx me?”

“I’m not, but I should tell you that men are prone to change. Did you think he won’t dump you just because he dumped me? What goes around comes around, y’know.”

With that, Irene giggled and pulled her suitcase along to the gates.

are you getting smug about?! You’re being

respond–even if Kathy thought that she had hit the

she was only showing Kathy sympathy, and not getting smug. What was there to be smug

to become a laughing stock, and retained

was seething. “Irene Spencer! Did you hear what

Irene turned and

around Isaac!” She snarled every

“Oh, sure.” Irene laughed.

snapped, “You’re being dumped, and you’re still laughing? Are you even

never heard her and stopped a taxi, putting her suitcase in the trunk

Spencer mansion and dragged her suitcase through the front

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help her. “You’re moving out from Isaac

weary look left Sheryl with a heartache. “Eat something

Irene said, just so that

took a nap after a light meal, but she was not sleeping soundly, and

her eyes, she saw that it was Zachary Slate and

up.

“Irene,”

terrible.”