The Runaway Groom

Chapter 131

Looking into Irene’s eyes, Issac told her, “If you still hate me for causing your miscarriage and pushing you off the building, you can curse me and hit me all you will, or demand anything —-I will accept everything you ask, but not a divorce.”

Irene sniffled. “I hate you, but…”

But she could not control her own feelings, and fell for him.

Biting her lip, she asked, “Don’t you care that I’ve been with other men?”

“I don’t,” Isaac replied, because he knew that she was squeaky clean and had given him her first time!

Irene made up her mind then. “But… do you mind if I had a child with another man?”

If he accepted it, so be it.

If he refused to, she would hold no qualms about leaving, so that neither of them would be hurt because they had to stay!

On the other hand, Isaac did not catch her hint, and presumed that she was talking about their lost child.

His heart sank at the thought, and his chest felt as if it burned. “If your children were still here, I would love them as my own.

Irene was left in disbelief. “Really?”

“I wouldn’t lie!” Isaac replied with determination.

“Alright, then I have something to tell you….”

Bang!

swung open, and Stan appeared at the door, huffing. “Bad news, Mr. Jefferson!

Isaac promptly remembered how Whitney

he asked, “Did you let her

people are still following them, but they already boarded a

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furiously, “You’re all useless!

then remembered Irene and turned to her. “Stay home. There’s something I must

escaping?” Irene asked

mistake,” Isaac replied

nodded. “Okay.

was getting her just deserts after

pregnancy, exposing her to a

turned, barking orders as he strode, “Tell the people following them don’t

“Yes, sir,” Stan replied.

have any boats available right

“A yacht, sir.”

said as he strode

drove to the harbor, there was no question that they were a little late, but the men Stan sent to tail them had intercepted

Isaac arrived, a fight had broken out on

over and stood on the deck, even as the sea’s breeze blew violently against his jacket, causing

that as it may, he stood

his eyes when he saw Isaac. “Whitney is my woman. Show me some respect ,and spare

coldly. “There’s no respect

“Yes, sir,” Stan replied.

Stan arrived, they brought more