The Runaway Groom

Chapter 453

Chapter 453

Isaac stood loftily as he looked down upon Ian as if he were an ant.

"I told you-you would wish you were dead."

Ian stayed lying sprawled haggardly on the floor, his spite almost consuming himself.

His hands were shaking endlessly and his veins were bulging over the back of his hand!

They were both Jeffersons, and yet he had lost everything including his own dignity, while Isaac remained perched on his lofty branch.

Losing again was already humiliating, but he had to lose so thoroughly too!

Pushing himself up from the floor, his facial features contorted with rage even as he growled, "You're just scared, Isaac Jefferson. You're not manly enough to kill me with your bare hands. Do it if you dare, don't give me a reason to belittle you."

He suddenly dashed toward Isaac in a last-ditch effort to kill him, but was subdued the instant he moved.

"Time for your meds, Ian," the director of the asylum said just then.

Ian struggled violently, but he was too weak to free himself.

he had been brought in, they had been injecting him with a drug every

and withering,

for the present. Once injected, they immediately threw him down on the floor,

did not have the strength, and there was a tracker

never getting

of not even being able to die... left him wishing he

his head and

everything, even slipping into Zachary Slate's wedding and having an attendant send

your kid while you're gone, and it worked perfectly! My

prisoner, I didn't really lose-l killed

Irene's name left Isaac's

the one who sent that

been careless-he should have been more wary,

around, he growled, "I don't want to

and had someone gag

satisfied, Isaac then left the room with the director in tow, saying, "There

Hill Mental Asylum would not be

him alive," Isaac said

a constant eye on him, and he

his car without another word and headed

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