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!”

snapped, refusing it despite his recently developed fondness for

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

and he threw

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

immediately started pouting again, his eyes puffy and welling with

because I didn’t let Irene carry

face against Issac’s neck and sobbed, “But Mommy really wanted to carry

“Who would want to

to Isaac’s neck. “Daddy,

and told him, “Grandma didn’t let Mommy carry you because Mommy is sick. How could you throw a fit because

“Mommy was so nice. She’s smiling. She’s

didn’t want to worry you. It doesn’t mean she isn’t sick—be

if he understood, his eyes still

a good boy. Come here—check out what I bought you,”

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

already forget what he

not remind him. “You’ll know when you see

fit in his trunk, so he asked that

that stood over seven feet tall sat in the courtyard, and Tommy ran over on his little