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!”

it despite his recently developed fondness

Sheryl simply ignored

and he threw himself at Isaac’s arms

asking, “What’s wrong? Why are your eyes

his eyes puffy and welling

let Irene

turn nestled his face against Issac’s neck and

want to carry

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

let Mommy carry you because Mommy is sick. How could you throw

was

smiling because she didn’t want to worry you. It doesn’t mean she isn’t sick—be a good boy and listen

he understood, his eyes still puffy and

Come here—check out

is it?” Tommy asked expectantly, leaving Isaac staring at him for a

forget what he asked him

did not remind him. “You’ll know when

his trunk, so he asked that the seller

sat in the courtyard, and