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

of her hands and read it before

only wish that I can be in your heart, and my heart is too small

you. Oh,

Irene from Harvey, all my

and Isaac’s face darkened while his turn red after he was

eyes

seemed to

want a divorce so that you

to read what was on the card, but she could tell that

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

“Yes,” she replied.

then, his murderous intent overflowing, though he soon softened at the sight of Irene’s plastered foot. “Don’t even dream of a divorce. Like I said—I’ll destroy any man you

door open with a

crash was so violent it almost

He was really furious!

her heart skipping a beat when she saw

she actually out of

Bzzt-

was when the phone she kept under

to see that Sheryl had sent a video of Tommy. He was awake and looking everywhere without