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 on

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

she calmly answered, "If I meant to harm you, you'd be dead instead of getting just

was such confidence in her voice

Knock, knock-

urgently this time. Isaac walked over to get the door, and opened it

why he knocked on Isaac's door, and the instant it was opened, he looked inside to find

on a self-destruction spiral, huh? Getting it

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 by bare

before he came to his senses and banged on the door

was almost crazed because he did not want

how ugly she made herself look, Irene was

but this time

Irene shot him a glare before he could speak- they should

and promptly exclaimed, "Hey,

door and headed toward the

could follow, however, James stepped out of his own room and

Harvey smiled. "I'm not."

and followed Irene into the

ointment, but