The Runaway Groom

Chapter 48

When Isaac woke up, his nostrils were stung by the pungent scent of medicine. As he slowly sat up, his secretary came by to help. “Mr. Jefferson.” Isaac waved her off.

“I’m fine,” he said, taking a moment to compose herself before asking, “How’s Stan?”

“He’s unconscious, but the doctor already operated on him, so his life isn’t in danger,” the secretary replied. “The doctor has also advised you to rest since you had a minor concussion. Why don’t you rest a little?”

Isaac remembered the blood on Whitney’s legs just then. Pursing his lips in silence for a while, he eventually ended up asking, “How’s Whitney Cox?”

“The doctor said that she had a miscarriage. She’s fine otherwise apart from minor lacerations. She woke up when I arrived-she’s in the next ward.”

Then, hesitating for a moment, the secretary asked, “Should I call for her?”

Isaac raised a hand to stop her.

He was feeling mixed emotions just then-despite his disgust toward Whitney, and his reluctance to let her be the mother of her child, he had never thought about giving up on his child.

child was gone, and he naturally felt a little sad

something to get even, or

are,” his secretary replied. “They haven’t found out who

him climbing out of his car before running away, and he was most likely afraid, possibly because he should not be driving, “Start a search, and reach the culprit before the cops do,” he growled. “No killing, but make sure it’s a lesson to be remembered. Also, summon the doctor who operated on Whitney Cox. I want to meet them.” When he saw Whitney bleeding, he was basically convinced that she

yet, her behavior just before that was exceedingly suspicious. That was why he wanted the absolute truth, for he would never allow anyone to mess with him on this

secretary replied. Isaac closed his eyes.

while, feeling mysteriously relieved that he did not have to maintain a messy

closed his

and left earlier than she did, while giving her permission to end the day early. She was

Jefferson told me to drive you to and from work,” the chauffeur replied as he opened the door for her. “I will be

around with other women when Whitney was pregnant with his child? Still, she got in and

door for her and jogged to the driver’s seat, he asked, “Are we heading home, Mrs. Jefferson?” Irene hung her head when he said ‘home.’

“Of course, Mrs. Jefferson.”

Henry Jefferson was not home, and his butler Moneypenny had left with

tell Henry about Whitney’s pregnancy. She was sure that if the old man knew that Isaac was a father now and had a woman he loved, she