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.

wondered if he could tell her right then

merit and honors he earned over his career was

man was certainly as ruthless as he was

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

could use the time to spend with my family too, "

since his life's work

changed the subject and

too," Irene replied. "I'll have my

it," Stephen told her-he

just been six months, but Irene had improved and

they hung up, and Irene lay in bed,

of Isaac alighting from a

was just a split second, but the video clearly captured Isaac's towering figure and his

was still his mesmerizing self in the months they had

in his arms,

as well-her baby

the window as faint

over the wrinkled, scarlet burn scars

eyes, a crystalline tear trickled off the corner of her eye and disappeared

leave her apartment in the morning, asking, "Would

been spending most of her time at work

he did not get to see her much