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 recently developed fondness for

coax him whatever she did, Sheryl simply ignored him, since he would just pick

pouting when Isaac returned, and he threw himself at Isaac’s arms when he saw him.

asking, “What’s

pouting again, his eyes puffy

because I didn’t let Irene

against Issac’s neck

speechless. “Who would want to carry you?

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

let Mommy carry you because Mommy is sick. How could you throw a fit because of

eyes. “Mommy was so nice.

It doesn’t mean she isn’t sick—be a good boy and listen

as if he understood,

here—check out what I

asked expectantly, leaving Isaac staring at him for a couple

forget what he

remind him. “You’ll know when you

his trunk, so he asked

in the courtyard, and Tommy