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

she did, Sheryl simply ignored

and he threw himself at

picked him up, asking, “What’s

pouting again, his eyes puffy and welling

I didn’t let Irene carry him,”

in turn nestled his face against Issac’s neck and sobbed, “But

want to carry

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

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

blinked his round, bright eyes. “Mommy was so nice. She’s smiling. She’s not

It doesn’t mean she isn’t

as if he understood, his eyes

here—check out what I bought you,”

expectantly, leaving Isaac staring at him for a couple

he already forget what he asked

did not remind him. “You’ll know when

it for him, but it would not fit in his trunk, so he asked that the seller deliver

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