The Runaway Groom

Chapter 432

Isaac noticed that Irene was going to make a move.

And just as he spoke, Irene somehow managed to shake off the two goons restraining her and started running toward the river!

Isaac’s face fell and he gave chase right then.

He managed to catch her by the wrist and firmly pulled. As she fell into his arms, he quietly told him, “Just stop…”

Irene shook her head in despair. “I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.”

She had lost all hope when Isaac said that he was only being nice to her because of Tommy. Still, she did not want him to be coerced by lan because of herself, and decided to do one last thing for him.

After all, he was the only man she had ever loved!

Seeing that they were both together, lan remembered his dead mother and crippled father right then, and promptly pressed the detonator he was holding, intent on blowing them both up.

Irene, however, sensed it before he could, and bit Isaac’s arm as hard as she could. The pain made him release her ever so slightly, and Irene seized the moment to push him away.

“Save Tommy…” she cried as she leaped into the river.

thunderous boom

Isaac was still too close and was struck by the shockwave, knocking him to the ground even as water and flames rushed into the air, filling it with the choking scent of dynamite and splashing the riverbanks like

Isaac’s SUV rushed outside–he certainly did not go alone, and brought the giant car

to take

But it never did.

make sure he was

goons were taken down as well, while the leader of Isaac’s men promptly barked,

river! We must find

found himself in a hospital when he regained

he was knocked out, he asked immediately,

as Isaac came to. “We’ve saved Sheryl and Tommy as well, and Stan is

sharply at him, however, James

as he got up and strode outside, asking as he did,

alright?”

when

“Tell me!” Isaac barked.

his head further as he hurried along. “It was very serious. She was covered in

in his tracks and wheeled on James.

at all, and quietly said, “It’s

them into a fist, his knuckles