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

whatever she did, Sheryl simply ignored

returned, and he threw himself at

asking, “What’s

his eyes

because I didn’t let Irene

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

would want

clung tightly to Isaac’s neck. “Daddy, take me upstairs. I

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

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

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

he understood, his eyes still puffy

that’s a good boy. Come here—check out what I bought you,”

asked expectantly, leaving Isaac staring at him for a

already forget what he asked

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

his trunk, so

seven feet tall sat in the courtyard, and Tommy