The Runaway Groom

Chapter 477

Irene froze.

Isaac had a towel around his waist, but his entire body was still wet, and... there was a scarlet rash over every inch of his skin.

Surprised, she asked, "What happened?'

"That's my question. What did you put in my bath?" Isaac was frowning- the rash itched so badly!

Irene quickly spoke into her phone. "Something just came up. I'll talk to you later."

With that, she hung up and hurried into the bathroom and checked the bath, and somehow fished out a substance that could cause oversensitive skin.

But she never put it in... How did it get in there?

"Don't scratch," Irene told Isaac when she stepped out. "Just wait here. I'll get you an ointment-"

However, Isaac grabbed her by the neck before she could leave, a menacing air spilling out of him as he growled, "You did this, didn't you?"

Irene was suffocating and instinctively shielded her belly. "I have no reason to hurt you, Mr. Jefferson," she gasped. "It does me no good-there's a misunderstanding here, believe me."

Isaac, however, was unmoved, and his fingers continued to clench over her neck.

Even as her cheeks flushed a crimson, she gasped, "Please... give me a chance to prove it..."

Knock, knock-

suddenly knocking

menacing air around him faded. "You'd better not have messed with me,

calmly answered, "If I meant to harm you,

was such confidence in her voice that Isaac narrowed his

Knock, knock-

was outside knocked on the door again, more urgently this time. Isaac walked over to get the door, and opened it to see that it was Harvey.

and the instant it was opened, he looked inside to find Irene standing

self-destruction spiral, huh? Getting it on with someone as ugly as

Bang!

door was shut in his face so violently that it kicked up a storm, while the door itself almost hit Harvey squarely in the face, missing it

for a minute before he came to his senses and banged on the door violently. "Open up, Isaac! I mean it-do it

did not want Irene to be alone with

matter how ugly she made herself look, Irene was still Irene-what

again, but this

smiled, but Irene shot him a glare before he could speak- they should pretend not to know each other

caught the cue and promptly exclaimed,

simply shut the door and headed toward the

own room and shot him a warning look. "Don't think

Harvey smiled. "I'm not."

ignored him and followed Irene into the

returned with the ointment,