The Runaway Groom

Chapter 579

Debbie leveled Sheryl a look of disdain. "You're the one who has no right here. Did you think I came to mess around? Issac sent me to chase you out of this house!”

‘Don't give me that crap!’ Shery! naturally would not believe Debbie." Tommy is sick. He's not going to make US leave at a time like this..."

"I'm marrying Isaac, so you are all leaving-get it?"

Debbie planted herself on the couch like she owned the place. "You have one hour, or I'll have all your belongings thrown out.

Sheryl almost fainted right then-her feet turned to jelly and she stumbled backward, and Mrs. Watson had to catch her.

Then, turning to glare at Debbie for a second, Mrs. Watson then charged at her and started clawing her face!

You witch! You brought US that diseased cure to make Tommy sick! And now you've come here to brag?! Mr. Jefferson would never love that black heart of yours-wake up already!"

Debbie was caught off guard and she felt the flaring sting on her face before she realized what was happening.

Pushing Mrs. Watson off, she snapped, "I'll kill you!"

she lay a finger on

did not give up-scrambling to her feet,

Sheryl for a moment before

women froze, unable to believe what they were

that, Irene?"

Watson certainly did not think Irene should back down either. Ma'am -you're Mr. Jefferson's wife and the mother of his

she said? That Mr. Jefferson is going to marry her?! What a joke! She must have never looked

you, believe it!" Debbie glared at her, even as she flushed from being

doubt it-I've served Mr. Jefferson longer than you ever could. What, did you think that you're some ravishing goddess who could bewitch men?

could not muster a retort, and her

could throw it at Mrs. Watson, however, Irene hurried

were bulging. “Didn't you hear

staying here for so long, and you're chasing off at the drop of a hat,” Irene pointed out. ‘Don't you think it's

smugly at that. "They don't believe Isaac would marry me. Why don't you

Watson turned toward Irene at the

them, “Isaac is breaking up with me, and he's going to marry Debbie. Let's pack our things..." is he blind?!" Mrs. Watson cried

she kept