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.

Henry rasped feebly-even

requested, because you had your agenda. You wanted me to soften him, so that he gives up on hate, thinking

asked impatiently in return before Irene

he believed that his choice back then was

toward Greg Jefferson's family. If you ever were on his side, you would've at least thrown one of them in jail to atone for Isaac's parents' death, instead of trying to appeal to Isaac's emotion and

start, and even if you have every right to protect your son

one you ever sacrificed was Isaac alone, and he would not be this cold if you had punished even one member of Greg's family. It's selfish of you to keep them whole

herself. "What you

selfish?" Henry disagreed. "I gave him the entire family

him a parent's love? He lost both parents when he's

you think he even remembers? Don't you know the

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

Henry frowned. "How?"

entire family estate painted a crosshair on his head? You would never have done that if