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 for

coax him whatever she did, Sheryl simply ignored him, since he would just

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

“What’s wrong?

started pouting again, his

let Irene carry him,” Sheryl

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

speechless. “Who would want to

“Daddy,

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

“Mommy was so nice. She’s

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

as if he understood, his eyes still puffy and

that’s a good boy. Come here—check out what

expectantly, leaving Isaac staring at him for

he already forget what

not remind him. “You’ll know

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

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