The Runaway Groom

Chapter 112

Isaac studied the courier and saw the large bouquet of roses he was holding.

Who were those meant for? Irene Spencer?

At the same time, Irene was craning her head from her bed in curiosity. “Who is it?”

The courier could feel the chilling presence Isaac was projecting, and gingerly replied, “Are you Ms. Spencer? I’m from City Express, and I will need your signature for your parcel.”

“Who’s the parcel from?” Irene asked.

“A Mr. Gooding, ma’am,” he replied.

Irene promptly turned toward Isaac, and noticed his jaw clenching-she was just looking from a particular angle, but could still sense the displeasure he felt.

She could tell that Isaac guessed that it was Harvey, who deliberately sent it even though it would incur Isaac’s wrath.

Meanwhile, the courier quickly sidestepped Isaac and squeezed his way in, passing her the receipt to be signed before handing her the bouquet of ninety-nine roses. “Thank you.”

Irene smiled in return as he quickly left the room, feeling as if this was the worst delivery he had to make yet.

Walking up to her, Isaac asked, “Do you like it?”

Irene replied as she picked up the card from the bouquet and read

and snatched it out of her hands and read it before she

is too small for anyone but

you. Oh,

Irene from Harvey, all

obvious as it was flirty, and Isaac’s face

eyes

seemed to

his temper, he asked Irene, “You want a divorce so that

card, but she could tell that it was nothing

upsetting Isaac was inevitable when she agreed to play along with Harvey’s plans, and that was her plan

“Yes,” she replied.

the card into pieces then, his murderous intent overflowing, though he soon softened at the sight of Irene’s plastered foot. “Don’t even dream of a divorce.

door

was so violent it

He was really furious!

skipping a beat when she saw

actually

Bzzt-

phone she

Sheryl had sent a video of Tommy. He