The Runaway Groom

Chapter 452

The text was so shocking that Isaac was left staring blankly at it.

Still, the screen soon dimmed, and Isaac picked up the phone, tapping the screen to light it up.

When he tried to open the text, however, his fingers were shaking.He took deep breaths to calm himself, but he was not calming down at all.He tapped on the text with a shaking finger, and it just read: [Irene Spencer is alive. ]

His brow furrowed and his expression darkened, just as the phone vibrated again.It was another text.

[Come to Room 709 if you want to find out what happened to her.]

Isaac could tell right then that someone was luring him to Room 709.He frowned, but headed there despite knowing that it was a trap.He could never stay calm with anything that involved Irene-it would not even be a far cry to say that he fell apart.

She was clearly dead, but he would still foolishly believe a text from someone he did not know.

Room 709 was on the same floor, so he easily found it, and...

Harvey was laughing out loud. "You really fell for it, Isaac Jefferson?!

The Isaac he knew was shrewd and would never fall for something like this, but this Isaac was dumb enough to come!

Harvey actually felt his belly hurting from laughing. ”I didn't think that you could be this stupid!”

Isaac leveled him an icy look and warned, “Joke about her again and I'll make your death a horrible one."

With that, he turned and started to leave.

“I really don't think

did not pause at all, which left Harvey frowning. “How about a bet, Isaac Jefferson? You'll have someone else in a

Silence was his response.

"Hey-"

Bang!

door was shut very loudly,

my lifespan if he could fall for someone else in

out of his

“Oh, he'll get

optimistic. "I really don't think

knew Isaac much

are all the same.” Harvey snorted and turned to return

raised a brow. "Wait, do you mean you're not a man,

"You men?’

added, and quickly shut

Harvey was speechless.

from the likes of you men,

was already left talking to himself

like a fool, he ran up to James’ room and

wanted to do in

to walk very steadily, and once Isaac got home, the baby ran up to him and

could not say papa, but Isaac was not teaching

"Mah-mah..."

his face on his trousers, he arched his back and scooped him

his little arms around his neck and gave him a peck on the cheek, though a trail of drool was left dangling on