The Runaway Groom

Chapter 372

Irene’s face fell when she saw who it was.

Whitney was glaring at her viciously. “Irene Spencer–I don’t know how your chief managed to persuade Chad’s father to not pursue the matter, but I won’t let this slide.”

Irene backed two paces away to keep her distance.

“You know very well how you lost your child. Keep obsessing and you’ll only hurt yourself further.”

“You’re the one who hurt me. Do I have to suffer like this now if not for you?!”

Whitney’s eyes were scarlet–she believed that Irene was the cause of all her suffering, and she definitely would have stayed at Isaac’s side if not for Irene.

Irene was the reason Isaac hated Whitney now!

On the other hand, Irene did not want to keep talking with Whitney because she clearly was less than

sane now.

“Greed, wrath, and ignorance. You ticked all the boxes of evils,” Irene coolly retorted. “Keep being stubborn, and you’ll lose Chad too–remember, you’re the one who denied him a child.”

However, Irene had also deliberately said that out loud because she spotted Chad himself approaching them nearby.

her back toward him, did not know that he was there–she had her eyes fixed on Irene, her gaze one

the stairs and caused my miscarriage. You’re the one he hates, and he’ll definitely want payback. Don’t think you’ll ever get away from this!” Whitney

“Oh, I can’t do anything to you… But I’m confused–how could you bear to

what? I never wanted a baby, and aborting it while framing you

remorse, while Irene shook her head–Whitney really was as crazy as she was

would want to be with her must be so out

baby, but Chad does. Have you not considered his feelings at all? Or the fact

now, he’s

Cox!” Chad bellowed

froze at his voice, and quickly came

baited me into

was not bothered to respond at that point,

she knew that her priority was to keep Chad at her

she committed was only

to Irene, she’s the reason our

“Shut up!”

grabbed her wrist so hard he

contorted in pain.

Chad tightened his grip instead of letting go. “I heard everything. You didn’t want the child, and you’re now

head. “It really wasn’t me! It was Irene, I swear to