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

simply ignored him, since he would just pick himself

still pouting when Isaac returned, and he threw

up, asking, “What’s

again, his

because I didn’t let Irene

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

was speechless. “Who would want to carry you? You’re

“Daddy, take me upstairs. I want to

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

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

didn’t want to worry you. It doesn’t mean

understood, his eyes still puffy

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

Isaac staring at him

already forget what he

did not remind him. “You’ll

fit in his trunk, so he

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