The Runaway Groom

Chapter 650

At the same time, Isaac continued, "You will only ever lose to me, Ian Jefferson! Don't think pretending to be insane will get you past me."

Pausing, he then added with dripping contempt, "Do you know why you've lost? Because you're a fucking idiot!"

Ian's eyes welled with test then, his crazed laughter turning shriller in turn from obvious restraint.

Isaac simply leaned forward and kept trampling over his dignity. “Look at you, can’t even protect your own woman and have her suffer with you.

Could you even call yourself a man? Even tramps can beat you now."

"Hehe, you want a bite too?” Ian held the rope at Isaac's face, true to the fashion of a nutcase.

Isaac narrowed his eyes. "I don't think you're crazy."

Ian guffawed. "You're crazy. You're crazy."

to work in the long run," James told Isaac quietly then.

then, and thought that Ian really had a high tolerance that he would not flip out

seemed that being locked up did him some good, as

fine. The old man wants me to free him, doesn't he? He can have

of human resource and money, so we should just cripple his limbs and cut off his tongue instead. He can't do a thing if

Isaac grinned.

willing to endure for the sake of survival and freedom-but not as

even a point living

I'll

pop out right then, and he lunged forward, intent

faking it all along, and was just saying all that just

was prepared since he

him flying through the air and slamming into the foot of a table so violently the chairs on

then, he curled into

Isaac laughed coolly. "Revealed your true

with bloodshot eyes and inconsolable hatred.