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!”

refusing it despite his recently developed

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

still pouting when Isaac returned, and he threw himself at Isaac’s arms when he

picked him up, asking, “What’s

again, his eyes puffy and welling

upset because I didn’t let Irene carry

against Issac’s neck and sobbed, “But Mommy really wanted to

“Who would want to carry you? You’re

to Isaac’s neck. “Daddy, take me

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

round, bright eyes. “Mommy was so nice. She’s

to worry you. It doesn’t mean she isn’t sick—be a good boy and

if he understood, his eyes still

good boy. Come here—check

is it?” Tommy asked expectantly, leaving Isaac staring at him

what he asked

him. “You’ll

his trunk, so he asked

the courtyard, and Tommy ran over on his little legs and gave it a