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!”

refusing it despite his recently

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

still pouting when Isaac returned, and he

asking, “What’s wrong? Why

immediately started pouting again, his eyes puffy and welling

didn’t let Irene carry him,”

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

would want to carry you?

Isaac’s neck. “Daddy, take me upstairs.

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

was

doesn’t mean she isn’t sick—be a good

understood,

here—check out what I bought

Isaac staring

he already forget what he asked him

not remind him.

would not fit in his trunk, so he

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