The Runaway Groom

Chapter 447

Irene's call was soon answered. "Is there a problem? Why are you calling at this hour? It must be midnight over there..."

Irene had been keeping contact with Stephen over the last six months, and he occasionally took photos or videos of Tommy there.

In fact, he recently sent her a video of Tommy, but she was now calling him again, intent on asking for more favors despite it although she would be asking too much.

But it was Tommy's birthday.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Stephen noticed her silence. "Like I said, I've already gathered the stuff you left on your desk."

Stephen did not dare to tell her the truth. Knowing that she would get worried, he decided to just tell her that she took everything-she was not going to find out from over there anyway.

Irene said softly, "I know, but that's not what I'm asking about. It's my son's birthday..."

"It took me over a month to get that video for you," Stephen told her.

It was certainly difficult for Stephen to reach Tommy, what with Sheryl and Mrs. Watson watching, as well as the bodyguards keeping watch.

"I won't impose, then," Irene said, understanding his point.

Stephen realized then that he was a little harsh, and sighed. "Sorry, I've just retired and I'm not in a pleasant mood. I shouldn't have thought like that."

"But you're not at the age to retire," Irene pointed out.

if he could tell her right then that it was

earned over his career was all

certainly as ruthless

to pick up on what he was thinking, too. "Is Isaac harassing

the time to spend with my family too, " Stephen said, but even the look

appeared haggard, since his life's work was gone in a

the subject and asked, "How are

I'm fine, and work is going smoothly too," Irene replied. "I'll have my papers published next month

sure to read it," Stephen told her-he had been keeping a constant eye

six months, but Irene had improved and enriched

up, and Irene

video of Isaac alighting from a car with

the video clearly captured Isaac's towering figure and

mesmerizing self in the months they

in his arms, and was

baby was doing

outside the window as faint moonlight spilled in, illuminating her

clear illumination over the wrinkled, scarlet burn scars on

eyes, a crystalline tear trickled off

leave her apartment in

had been spending most of her time at work in Mead Clinic and always

get to see her much at