The Runaway Groom

Chapter 278

“I’m not…” Irene denied it at first, but soon became

silent for a while.

Eventually, she admitted, “Yeah, I don’t want you to go.”

Isaac loved that she was being clingy.

“Okay,” he replied quickly without hesitation.

That actually left Irene doubtful.

Was it possible that she misunderstood him?

After all, he really loved Tommy.

“What’s in your mind?” Isaac reached out to gather her in

her arms while she was left conflicted.

Irene evaded him by instinct even though she didn’t mean to her suspicion of him getting it on with Kathy made her repulsed by the notion of being intimate with

him.

As Isaac’s hands were left hanging mid–air, she quickly tried to divert his attention. “Hmm… Where’s Tommy?”

Isaac glanced at the bed, where their son was sleeping

soundly. It looked like Tommy wasn’t about to wake up

anytime soon.

He had actually noticed that Irene was being weird, but did not point it out. Even so, he calmly lowered his hands. and pinched her button nose. “I won’t get upset with you.

Irene pretended to wince and shot him a glare. “You’re such a bully.”

Isaac checked the time. “Go back to bed. I’m getting a drink from the living room.”

Irene nodded, and he stared at her for a while before leaving the bedroom.

He sat on the couch, picked up the phone on the table and

dialed a number, which was soon answered.

“Mr. Jefferson?” A sleepy voice asked from the other end.

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“Yes, sir.”

Isaac hung up and leaned into the couch, appearing tired

as he rubbed the spot between his brows.

Soon, Jimmy the chauffeur entered the front door.

“Mr. Jefferson.”

Isaac slowly looked up but otherwise did not move. Where did she go last night?”

Jimmy lowered his head awkwardly. “She told me not to

say…”

“What?” Isaac growled, raising a brow in clear

dissatisfaction.

Jimmy gave in right away–it was not as if he wasn’t trustworthy, but Isaac was the one paying him, and he had to answer as he was Isaac’s employee. “A–A hospital.

“Which one?” Isaac asked, though he had an idea.

“Evenal.” Jimmy replied.

Isaac closed his eyes. “I see. You can go now.‘

“Yes, sir,” Jimmy said, and left.

Isaac sighed lengthily, and slowly got up, returning to the

bedroom.

He opened the door to find Irene lying on her side,

staring at Tommy.

Isaac walked in and scoop up the baby in his arms.

“What are you doing?” Irene exclaimed softly in surprise. “You’re going to wake him.”

“I’ll keep it down,” Isaac said, and left.

Irene got off bed, following him without caring how she looked just then. “Where are you taking him?”

“To Mrs. Watson.”

Irene caught her arm. “It’s almost morning, anyway. He’ll wake up soon.”

“No, I’m leaving him with Mrs. Watson,” he insisted with a serious look. “We need to talk.”

Irene released Tommy, quietly approving Isaac’s gesture.

She stood by the door as Isaac left Tommy to Mrs. Watson’s care. Isaac soon returned to Irene.

“What are we going to talk about?” she asked.

Isaac did not answer, however, and instead grabbed her slender form, pulled her back into their room, and shut

the door with a bang.

Irene shoved at him. “What are you doing?!”

Once more, Isaac didn’t answer, and simply belted her

with kisses.

However, Irene was feeling too uncomfortable to get

intimate with him.