The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 860

Irene smiled. “It hurts.”

“Then why are you carrying Tommy?” Sheryl asked as she put the glass of cranberry juice on the table. “Don’t you know how heavy he is now? I guess you weren’t hurt enough, huh?”

Still, she was sympathetic enough to take Tommy off Irene’s arms.

“Carry him when you’re better,” Sheryl said as she carried Tommy downstairs, not forgetting to remind her, “And finish your juice.”

Tommy pouted unhappily. “I hate you, Grandma.”

Sheryl tapped his little nose. “Be a good boy. Your mommy’s sick right now, but she’ll play with you when she’s better.”

“You’re lying. Mommy can carry me and she’s smiling. She’s not sick.” Tommy started flailing his little feet. “Let me down.”

Sheryl did so, and he promptly ran up to the couch and threw himself on it angrily.

“Be a good boy now,” Sheryl coaxed. “How about I buy you another Transformers—”

“I don’t wanna!”

despite his

ignored him, since he

and he threw himself at

him up, asking, “What’s wrong? Why are your

pouting again, his eyes

because I didn’t let Irene carry him,” Sheryl

turn nestled his face against Issac’s neck and sobbed, “But Mommy really wanted to

want to carry you? You’re so

merely clung tightly to Isaac’s neck. “Daddy, take me upstairs. I want to

couch instead and told him, “Grandma didn’t let Mommy carry you

blinked his round, bright eyes. “Mommy was so nice. She’s

worry you. It doesn’t mean she isn’t sick—be a good boy and

if he understood, his eyes

that’s a good boy. Come here—check out what I bought you,” Isaac

leaving Isaac staring at

what he asked

him. “You’ll know when you

would not fit in his trunk, so he asked that the seller deliver it to the

tall sat in the courtyard, and Tommy ran over on his little legs and gave it a good