The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 860

Irene smiled. “It hurts.”

“Then why are you carrying Tommy?” Sheryl asked as she put the glass of cranberry juice on the table. “Don’t you know how heavy he is now? I guess you weren’t hurt enough, huh?”

Still, she was sympathetic enough to take Tommy off Irene’s arms.

“Carry him when you’re better,” Sheryl said as she carried Tommy downstairs, not forgetting to remind her, “And finish your juice.”

Tommy pouted unhappily. “I hate you, Grandma.”

Sheryl tapped his little nose. “Be a good boy. Your mommy’s sick right now, but she’ll play with you when she’s better.”

“You’re lying. Mommy can carry me and she’s smiling. She’s not sick.” Tommy started flailing his little feet. “Let me down.”

Sheryl did so, and he promptly ran up to the couch and threw himself on it angrily.

“Be a good boy now,” Sheryl coaxed. “How about I buy you another Transformers—”

“I don’t wanna!”

snapped, refusing it despite his recently developed fondness

did, Sheryl simply ignored him, since he would just pick

he threw

“What’s

his eyes

let

neck and sobbed,

would want to carry

clung tightly to Isaac’s neck. “Daddy, take me

him, “Grandma didn’t let Mommy carry you because Mommy is sick. How could you throw a fit because

his round, bright eyes. “Mommy was so nice. She’s smiling. She’s not

you. It doesn’t mean she

understood, his eyes

boy. Come here—check out what I bought you,” Isaac

leaving Isaac staring at him

what

not remind him. “You’ll

him, but it would not fit in his trunk, so

crate that stood over seven feet tall sat in the courtyard, and Tommy ran over on his little legs and gave it a good