The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 950

At the same time, Isaac continued, “You will only ever lose to me, Ian Jefferson! Don’t think pretending to be insane will get you past me.”

Pausing, he then added with dripping contempt, “Do you know why you’ve lost? Because you’re a fucking idiot!”

Ian’s eyes welled with test then, his crazed laughter turning shriller in turn from obvious restraint.

Isaac simply leaned forward and kept trampling over his dignity. “Look at you, can’t even protect your own woman and have her suffer with you.

Could you even call yourself a man? Even tramps can beat you now.”

“Hehe, you want a bite too?” Ian held the rope at Isaac’s face, true to the fashion of a nutcase.

Isaac narrowed his eyes. “I don’t think you’re crazy.”

Ian guffawed. “You’re crazy. You’re crazy.”

told Isaac quietly then. “We need a better place to

then, and thought that Ian really had a high tolerance that he would not flip out even after all

up did him some good, as

old man wants me to free him, doesn’t

human resource and money, so we should just cripple his limbs and cut off his tongue instead. He can’t do a thing if he can’t speak or write, and we won’t have to worry about our backs leaving what’s left of him with your

Isaac grinned.

for the sake of survival and freedom-but not as

even a

Jefferson! I’ll kill

eyes bulged so widely in an angry glare they could pop out right then, and he lunged

all along, and was just saying all that just so that

also meant he was prepared since he entered

return, sending him flying through the air and slamming into the foot of

curled into

crazy?” Isaac laughed coolly. “Revealed

glared at him with bloodshot eyes and inconsolable