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…!

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

Mrs. Watson

see her. “Why did you come here,

told me that you’re sick and need proper nourishment,” Mrs. Watson explained as she brought out each of the food containers. “He told me to bring

and thanks to Mrs.

so she must admit that

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 the line, too. He really spared

she was

lost

he could make amends just by throwing some food her way? He could

broth, she felt sull, though it was uncomfortable lying down with a

“I can get it for you.” “I have

from losing a child, she thought to

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