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?”

replied as she picked up the card from the bouquet and

snatched it out of her hands

too small for anyone but Irene! Divorce Isaac already-I will marry you instead. I miss

you. Oh,

Harvey, all

wording was as obvious as it was flirty, and Isaac’s

eyes

seemed to

he asked Irene, “You want a divorce so that you can marry

never had time to read what was on the card, but she could tell that it was nothing good if he was

inevitable when she agreed to play

“Yes,” she replied.

though he soon softened at the sight of Irene’s plastered foot. “Don’t even dream of a divorce.

that, he kicked the door open with

was so violent it almost broke

He was really furious!

surprise, her heart skipping a beat when she saw

she actually out of

Bzzt-

she kept under her pillow

up to see that Sheryl had sent a video of Tommy. He was awake and looking