The Runaway Groom

Chapter 477

Irene froze.

Isaac had a towel around his waist, but his entire body was still wet, and... there was a scarlet rash over every inch of his skin.

Surprised, she asked, "What happened?'

"That's my question. What did you put in my bath?" Isaac was frowning- the rash itched so badly!

Irene quickly spoke into her phone. "Something just came up. I'll talk to you later."

With that, she hung up and hurried into the bathroom and checked the bath, and somehow fished out a substance that could cause oversensitive skin.

But she never put it in... How did it get in there?

"Don't scratch," Irene told Isaac when she stepped out. "Just wait here. I'll get you an ointment-"

However, Isaac grabbed her by the neck before she could leave, a menacing air spilling out of him as he growled, "You did this, didn't you?"

Irene was suffocating and instinctively shielded her belly. "I have no reason to hurt you, Mr. Jefferson," she gasped. "It does me no good-there's a misunderstanding here, believe me."

Isaac, however, was unmoved, and his fingers continued to clench over her neck.

Even as her cheeks flushed a crimson, she gasped, "Please... give me a chance to prove it..."

Knock, knock-

suddenly knocking on

him faded. "You'd better

meant to harm you, you'd be dead

such confidence in her voice that

Knock, knock-

the door, and opened it to see that it was Harvey. He had heard Isaac's voice over the phone, and knew right then that

and the instant it was opened, he looked inside to find Irene standing

are on a self-destruction spiral, huh? Getting it on with someone as ugly

Bang!

while the door itself almost hit Harvey squarely in the face, missing

a minute before he came to his senses and banged on the door violently. "Open up, Isaac! I mean it-do it right

did not want Irene

herself look, Irene was still Irene-what if Isaac

door opened again, but this time it was

smiled, but Irene shot him a glare before he could

quickly caught the cue and promptly exclaimed, "Hey,

shut the door and headed

could follow, however, James stepped out of his own room and shot him a warning look. "Don't think about

Harvey smiled. "I'm not."

and followed Irene into the

returned with the ointment, but Harvey was still waiting