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.

her right then that it was all

he earned over his career was all

as ruthless as he was

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

tired. I could use the time to spend with my family too, " Stephen said, but even

haggard, since his life's work was gone in

he changed the subject and asked, "How are things

is going smoothly too," Irene replied. "I'll have my papers published next

told her-he had been keeping

but Irene had improved and enriched

they hung up, and Irene lay in bed, watching the video Stpehen

from a

but the video clearly captured Isaac's towering

still his mesmerizing self in the months they had been

content with staying in his arms, and was

smiled as well-her baby was doing fine with

away her phone, she looked outside the window as faint moonlight spilled

wrinkled, scarlet burn scars on her right cheek was

closed her eyes, a crystalline tear trickled off the corner of her

going to leave her apartment in the morning, asking,

spending most of her time at work in Mead

not get to see