The Runaway Groom

Chapter 650

At the same time, Isaac continued, "You will only ever lose to me, lan Jefferson! Don't think pretending to be insane will get you past me."

Pausing, he then added with dripping contempt, "Do you know why you've lost? Because you're a fucking idiot!"

lan's eyes welled with test then, his crazed laughter turning shriller in turn from obvious restraint.

Isaac simply leaned forward and kept trampling over his dignity. "Look at you, can't even protect your own woman and have her suffer with you.

Could you even call yourself a man? Even tramps can beat you now."

"Hehe, you want a bite too?" lan held the rope at Isaac's face, true to the fashion of a nutcase.

Isaac narrowed his eyes. "I don't think you're crazy."

lan guffawed. "You're crazy. You're crazy."

long run," James told Isaac quietly then. "We need a better place to

had a high tolerance that he would not flip

being locked up did him some good, as he honed

The old man wants me to free him, doesn't

money, so we should just cripple his limbs and cut off his tongue instead. He can't do a thing if he can't speak or write, and we won't have

grinned.

to endure for the sake of survival and freedom-but not as

there even a point

I'll kill

an angry glare they could pop out right then, and he lunged forward, intent on bringing Isaac

it all along, and was just saying all that

it also meant he was prepared since he entered

air and slamming into the foot of a table so violently the chairs on top tipped over, crashing

he curled into a ball

to be crazy?" Isaac laughed

bloodshot eyes and inconsolable hatred.