The Runaway Groom

Chapter 727

Henry was leaning on his seat, his body covered under a blanket.

He was skinny and withered. The wrinkles on his neck were distinct and his eyes were sunken and dull, while his face was covered in irregular patches of liver spots.

A man like him should be surrounded by his children and grandchildren, reveling in familial joy, but Henry appeared desolate and miserable.

Even so, Irene still felt no sympathy because it was all Henry's own fault, and he could not blame anyone else.

"I know you want me to talk to Isaac. After all, you're old and need family now more than ever, don't you?"

"Would you help me?" Henry would certainly admit that he was old and needed company.

"Don't you have Ian Jefferson already?" Irene pointed out icily.

blaming me for that?" Henry rasped feebly-even his

Isaac as my father requested, because you

that not the case?" Henry asked impatiently in return before

that his choice back then was for

family. If you ever were on his side, you would've at least thrown one of them in

you have every right to

and he would not be this cold if you had punished even one member of Greg's

herself. "What you did later was even

Henry disagreed. "I gave him the entire

love? He

remembers? Don't you know

becoming agitated the more he spoke. "He had more than one attempt on his life, and you know who did it. Have

Henry frowned. "How?"

would never have done that if you actually cared. You insist everything was for his sake,