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!”

his recently developed fondness for

ignored

Isaac returned, and he threw himself at Isaac’s arms when he saw him.

him up, asking, “What’s wrong? Why

again, his eyes

let Irene carry

against Issac’s neck and sobbed, “But Mommy

want to

to Isaac’s neck. “Daddy, take

sat on the couch instead and told him, “Grandma didn’t let Mommy carry you because Mommy is sick. How could you

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

doesn’t mean she isn’t sick—be a good boy and

as if he understood, his eyes still puffy

boy. Come here—check out

Isaac staring at him for a couple

what he

Isaac did not remind him. “You’ll know when you see

would not fit in his trunk, so he asked that the seller

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