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 her

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

Sheryl for a moment before saying,

froze, unable to believe

that, Irene?" Sheryl asked in

should back down either. Ma'am -you're Mr. Jefferson's wife and the mother

What was it she said? That Mr. Jefferson is going to marry her?! What a joke! She

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

ever could. What, did you think that you're some ravishing goddess who

not muster a retort, and her face turned

Mrs. Watson, however,

eyes were bulging. “Didn't you hear

off at the drop of a hat,” Irene pointed out. ‘Don't you think it's reasonable that she had a

smugly at that. "They don't believe Isaac would

and Mrs. Watson turned toward Irene

decided to play along, telling 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 in frustration, not

she kept questioning