The Runaway Groom

Chapter 59

There was no going back for Whitney, but she was still trying her best to weasel her way out of guilt.

Meanwhile, Isaac’s lips were curling coolly. To think that this woman could be this unreasonable… To think that she would attempt to deceive him with a pregnancy!

He would have made her wish she was dead, if not for the fact that she had saved him that night!

“Whitney, I won’t hold it against you this time. But know this, I’ll only tolerate your nonsense this one time, and I don’t want to see you ever again. Cross the line again, and there will be no mercy!”

Then, rising to his feet, he told his secretary, “Let her go.” “Yes, Mr. Jefferson.” Her secretary gestured for the men to release Whitney then.

“Isaac…”

Nonetheless, Whitney lunged toward him again, begging through tears and snot, “I didn’t mean to do this…!

an even tone, but there was endless intimidation in his words. Whitney finally let go of him then, and dropped to the floor with an ashen face. Her plan to fake a pregnancy could have propelled her to become Mrs. Jefferson… but it ended up ruining everything instead! Mrs. Jefferson? Right now, the mere sight of her disgusted Isaac, and that was the only thing he felt about her now! She had lost so much more than what she had paid for now, and she was beaten with no hopes of salvaging anything! She had failed,

Mrs.

was certainly surprised to see her. “Why

Watson explained as she brought out each of the food containers. “He told me to bring you

the body, and thanks to Mrs. Watson’s immaculate culinary skills, Irene felt her

to eat anyway, and so she must

smiled. “I’m just an old maid-you should be thanking Mr. Jefferson instead, because he’s the one who told me to do my best in caring for you. The ingredients here are top of

but she was

had lost

amends just by throwing some food her way? He could dream

felt sull, though it was uncomfortable lying down with

“I can get it for you.” “I have this bitter taste in my mouth,” Irene replied. “I would

bitterness might be the pain from losing a child, she

you a cake tonight,” Mrs. Watson said as she cleared the table.” Peaches are also in season right now, so I will buy some