The Runaway Groom

Chapter 427

Neither of the two men spoke, and they started to search her.

Irene moved out of their reach. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Both men leered at her pretty face, unfriendly ideas occurring to them right then. “Searching for trackers.”

Irene shook her head right then. “I don’t have anything of the sort.”

“That’s not up to you to decide, we’ll only believe you after we search you and find nothing,” they said, though they seemed eager to cop a feel while they did.

Irene kept backing away. “I said I don’t have anything of the sort-”

“You should listen if you want your mother and baby to be safe from harm,” another voice said just then.

Irene turned to find lan looking at her in amusement from within a silver sedan, having wound down his window.

She was left clenching her fist at his threat, but had to stay calm in appearance.

“I promise you that I didn’t bring any trackers, and aren’t I your relative? Having men grope my body will be an insult to you and your family. And are you sure they won’t run around telling everyone that they molested lan Jefferson’s cousin–in–law?”

“You’re Isaac’s wife.

think you’d get caught in

over here.” lan suddenly beckoned.

did

she stood by his car, lan studied her from head to toe, and said casually, “Not bad.

he

think you

with an elaborate plan for this very day, and you expect me to

but my mother

can wait–patience

face fell. His malice was almost tangible, but she got into his car anyway–she had to, for the sake

“You don’t have a tracker,

started to protest.

to search you? I wouldn’t mind, though you can’t complain when I touch you where you

to resort to force or some humiliating way to make her give it

choice, she would rather do it herself than be

that the tracking function was turned on either, as if he had

man said and left