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-

was suddenly knocking on Isaac's

menacing air around him faded. "You'd better not

but she calmly answered, "If I meant to harm you, you'd be dead instead of getting just

such confidence in her voice

Knock, knock-

again, more urgently this time. Isaac walked over to get the door, and opened it to see that it was Harvey. He had heard Isaac's voice over the phone, and knew

knocked on Isaac's door, and the instant it was opened, he looked inside to find Irene standing in the living

self-destruction spiral, huh? Getting it on with

Bang!

kicked up a storm, while the door itself almost hit Harvey squarely in the

senses and banged on the door violently. "Open up, Isaac! I mean it-do it right

was almost crazed because he did not want Irene to be alone

look, Irene was still

the door opened again, but this time it was

a glare before he could speak- they

the cue and promptly exclaimed,

the door and headed toward

own room and shot him a warning look. "Don't

Harvey smiled. "I'm not."

him and followed Irene

returned with the ointment,