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!"

lay a finger

floor, but she did not give up-scrambling to her feet, she charged toward Debbie again, but that was

stared at Mrs. Watson and Sheryl for a moment before saying, "Pack our belongings. We're

unable to believe what

that, Irene?" Sheryl asked in

should back down either. Ma'am -you're Mr.

is going to marry her?! What a joke! She must have

believe it!" Debbie glared at her, even as

ever could. What, did you think that you're some ravishing goddess who could bewitch men? I'm sorry, but

could not muster a retort, and her face

spotted a cup on the table and picked it up. Before she could throw it at Mrs. Watson, however, Irene hurried to her and took it off

“Didn't you hear what she

long, and you're chasing off at the drop of a hat,”

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

Sheryl and Mrs. Watson turned toward Irene

and he's going to marry Debbie. Let's pack our things..." is he blind?!" Mrs. Watson cried in frustration, not particularly caring about her

was incensed that she kept questioning