The Runaway Groom

Chapter 186

Isaac’s expression turned icy, and the air around him seemed to cool as well.

“Irene Spencer! Did you really think Harvey Gooding loves you? Don’t forget that you were married to me, and consummated-

“Isaac Jefferson!” Irene snapped, cutting him short.

“What, can’t take it already?” Isaac mocked, holding out a hand to her. “You can still walk away with me now.”

Irene was laughing despite her indignation. “You were the one who demanded a divorce, and it has been finalized. Also, aren’t you with Kathy York? Are you sure she won’t get jealous that you’re here? Oh, and I also heard that you gave her your most prized possession–I guess you really love her, congratulations!”

“I’m just returning that thing to its owner,” Isaac replied without thinking.

Irene raised her brow. “So it’s hers. I guess you two really go a long way back.”

Isaac pursed his lips but could not deny it, since she was the one who saved him as a child, or he would not have rehired her–even if his grandfather had asked.

“My husband will be coming to get me soon. Please leave.” Irene was exhausted, but was somehow pleased that Isaac came.

Isaac held out a hand again, his tone commanding now. “Come with me.”

hand away unceremoniously. “I’m getting married to Harvey. Go to Kathy, so

and walked up, putting one arm around Irene’s waist and pulling her firmly into his embrace. Even as he restrained her, he greedily admired her beautiful visage

“Yes, I am!”

that, she turned, her curled lashes brushing lightly against his cheeks. “If you’re here to give me your blessing, I gratefully accept it–if you’re just here to insult me, please

“Mr. Jefferson!”

for coming, but the way you’re touching my wife is impolite. Surely a man with a reputation to uphold like

in then and whispered beside her ear, “Are you

Irene exclaimed as she pushed

but he was restraining his rage. “Are you sure you won’t regret

her chin.

the thought that

repulsed.

he was allowed to have another woman, she could marry

she was trying to get even, she was hardly impulsive–she could not stand

she nonchalantly straightened her gown

but he refused to yield. “I will

“Yes,” Irene replied curtly.

Plenty of fish in