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.”

the long run,” James told Isaac

thought that Ian really had a high tolerance that he would not

seemed that being locked up did him some good, as he honed his

fine. The old man wants me to free him, doesn’t he? He can

and said, “Of course, sir. Locking him up will be a waste of 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

Isaac grinned.

sake of survival and freedom-but

there even a point living like

I’ll kill

in an angry glare they could pop out right then,

faking it all along, and was just saying all that just so that Ian would blow his own

was prepared since he

at Ian in return, sending him flying through the air and slamming into the foot of a table so

then, he curled

be crazy?” Isaac laughed

him with bloodshot eyes and inconsolable hatred.