The Runaway Groom

Chapter 440

Ricky tried to free himself from Stan, but the other man kept a vice-like grip on his hand to stop him from running.

Even so, Ricky protested. “No. I’d never agree to that–there’s no way I can do it anyway. Just let me go!” Stan told him as politely as he could, “You’re the best man for the job.”

“What do you mean I’m the best man for the job? Do you think Sheryl wouldn’t be devastated if I were the one who told her?! I won’t be the villain here! I refuse!”

To Ricky, Stan might as well have been telling him the worst joke ever.

Even if his mother had been at odds with Sheryl and Irene, there was no doubt that his mother had done more than her fair share of mistakes.

And after he spent a lot of time with Sheryl and Irene, he could feel that they were generally kind, and long since considered them family. Sheryl had since become a mother figure as well… but if he told her that Irene was dead, she would die weeping!

“Can’t we hide it?” Ricky certainly believed that silence was the better idea here.

“Do you really think we can hide a person’s death?” Stan asked, holding his gaze. “Well, maybe we can lie to her for a couple days or months, but do you think we can keep going for a year? I’m asking you because that’s the best for everyone.”

Ricky did not really see his point. “Why?”

I want you

even had a baby with him! He’s so ruthless, getting over her after just a few

Stan wanted to roll his eyes at Ricky–did this boy really

the pain? It will stay with her for the rest of

babysitting Tommy. It’s impossible to stop

letting everything blow

take and chuckled. “I didn’t think you’d be this

going to hurt together if we

would feel as if they set foot in the North Pole the instant

Stan certainly knew the man,

much had happened over the last three days.

had been weeping repeatedly, passing out frequently after being told about Irene’s death. She was now admitted to a hospital, and she

on her, worried that he would go out of line. That was

time, Isaac had not spoken a word.

a funeral, but it was somehow also not

was a small group of people gathering to mourn her, watching her ice casket from afar since Isaac