The Runaway Groom

Chapter 379

Irene’s face fell the instant she saw that it was Harvey, and she wheeled on Ricky. “Is he why you’ve brought me here?”

Ricky had no idea why she was upset, and so quickly explained, “He came to me and asked for a favor. I thought it’s no big deal since he just wants to meet you, so I said yes. I can’t refuse him since he promised to gather evidence that Whitney Cox killed my mom, so…”

Harvey quickly walked up to them and apologized, “Look, I’ve realized my mistake, so I know that you’re angry with me and would refuse to see me. That’s why I had Ricky set up this meeting, so that I have a chance to say sorry. Is that alright?”

“I just hope you won’t do anything so childish again, and I’m not angry with you. You don’t have to apologize, and I’m leaving if there’s nothing else.”

After all, Irene could not care less about him now, and walked up to the curb to hail a taxi.

Harvey quickly rushed up to her and caught her wrist. “You’re already here–how about dinner together? This isn’t your typical diner-”

Irene glowered. “Don’t touch me.”

He could talk as much as he wants, but touching?

Harvey gingerly let go. “Why are you so cold? Weren’t we getting along just fine?”

Irene thought that he must be having a laugh right then, or perhaps suffered brain damage!

you for that? If

speechless, and looked utterly wounded. “Aren’t

friend who keeps getting me into trouble,”

to mess with Isaac a little. Was it even

to tell him the truth, but Stan Hill kept yapping at me, and I didn’t get a

him

nodded. “Yeah. I was going to

like she could die

on, I was doing

right then–she

not having dinner

she should be going home to sit Isaac down and talk to him, and not stay

we won’t even be friends!”

feebly–he was the one

you home,” Ricky said, walking

said. “And don’t hang out with people like him from now

speechless. People

like he was being treated unjustly, he complained, “Look, I messed up here, but I didn’t do anything when

Isaac jealous and nothing else, and he was now some sort of

did, I’d be the first one