The Runaway Groom

Chapter 838

The Runaway Groom Chapter 838

Over at Jefferson Manor, Henry Jefferson’s funeral was over, and it was now time to deal with Ian Jefferson.

Once James learned that Ian was the one who sent those thugs from before, he unleashed all his fury and indignation on Ian.

Isaac’s phone happened to ring at the time, and as he took it out to answer it, James’s fist landed squarely on the bridge of Ian’s nose, shattering it and making him scream.

Irene heard it even as Isaac started to head outside.

“Yeah?”

Irene was relieved to hear him answer. “What was that?”

“Just James venting,” he flatly replied.

Irene quickly understood what had happened and did not ask anything else.

“I might be home late tonight,” he added.

“Oh,” Irene murmured. “Actually, I was just going to tell you that there’s no one at home. We’re all out.”

“I see. Head home soon, though.”

“Okay.”

“Shall I hang up now?” Isaac asked after a brief silence.

“Okay.”

held Irene’s hand as they headed into

lowered her gaze at him. “You’re

a bird’s.

gave his little hand

was skipping all the way, and Irene smiled as she

home for the children was not that bad—her sons would at least be happy, would they

bathed both children for the day before

sitting on

get him to sleep. “It’s almost ten. Time to sleep—you can play

down then, but he was still holding the paper

pulled his blanket over him and gave him a peck on the forehead. “Good

and

was asleep before

was past ten after she took her bath, but Isaac had yet

up a book to read, but her mind

downstairs and poured herself half a glass of wine before returning upstairs to stand

she rested both hands on the railing, shaking the pale

a small sip and

and was not used to the

it was too dark for her to see

she was sure that Isaac had

into the front porch and its headlights

his shadow seemingly stretching on

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