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

to coax him whatever she did, Sheryl simply ignored him, since

when Isaac returned, and he threw himself at Isaac’s

“What’s wrong? Why are your

started pouting again, his eyes puffy and welling with

because I didn’t let Irene carry him,”

his face against Issac’s neck and sobbed, “But

would want to carry you? You’re

“Daddy, take

the couch instead and told him, “Grandma didn’t let Mommy carry you

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

It doesn’t mean she

nodded, as if he understood, his eyes still

here—check out what

leaving Isaac staring at him for a

forget what he asked

not remind him. “You’ll know when

in his trunk, so he asked that

and Tommy