The Runaway Groom

Chapter 125

Isaac knew that he had no one to blame but himself.

Even so, Irene’s obstinance on getting a divorce left him feeling unbearable, no matter how he tried to endure and tolerate her actions-she would even go as far as to have her own father beg Henry!

It was clear that she would not change her mind once she made her choice, but such was her

nature.

Now, he was even less eager to tell the truth of what had happened that night-would she not hate him more if she found out?

“Why don’t you test her, and see if she cares?” Stan suggested.

Turning to him, Isaac asked, “How?”

“Well, just hang out with other women,” Stan said. “She would not care if all she feels toward you is spite, but she would be jealous if she has feelings for you.”

Isaac scowled. “Why do I even bother asking?”

Stan was speechless-what was wrong with his idea? It was basically perfect!

Naturally, confident as he was, Stan said, “Well, do you have better ideas? That’s the only option to test her now.”

Isaac mused to himself for a while, and eventually said, “Fine, you’re in charge. Just get a woman that we can get rid of easily.”

“Understood,” Stan replied.

Suddenly, Isaac asked, “By the way, have you found Whitney Cox yet?”

“We’re on it, sir.”

“Find her-dead or alive.” There was a sinister tone in Isaac’s voice just then.

“Of course, sir,” Stan replied. “It was my negligence that afforded Chad Ross an opening.”

Irene did not leave the mansion for the day, and was rehabilitating her foot per her doctor’s instructions. She could walk now, and was fine as long as she did not stress her foot.

However, she simply could not focus today, and had no idea why that was happening.

Her mind seemed muddled, and she caught herself checking the time on occasion…

As if she was waiting for something-or perhaps someone?

Mrs. Watson could see that something was weighing on her mind, and hence asked, “Mrs. Jefferson, you’ve been staring at the clock for a while now. Are you that eager for Mr. Jefferson to come home?”

Irene snorted. “I’m not.”

“Now, now, I’ve been watching.” Mrs. Watson smiled. “You’re married, and this is just how it

should be.”

Irene lowered her gaze. “Really?”

“Of course-the way you’re waiting for Mr. Jefferson coming home is exactly that.” Mrs. Watson beamed.

“Am I being that obvious?” Irene asked her.

“What do you think?” Mrs. Watson asked in return. “When you’re married, you should be honest. I don’t know why you were so distant from Mr. Jefferson before, but you should come clean if there’s something you’ve been hiding. It’s everyone’s win if he can accept it, and even if he can’t, at least you two understand each other.”

Irene pursed her lips. “I’m afraid that he’ll hurt…

Her son. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

And she had witnessed how furious Isaac can get.

“But hiding is not the way either, y’know?” Mrs. Watson told her.

Irene agreed, and seeing that she was moved, Mrs. Watson pressed, “Just go to him, Mrs. Jefferson. You’re done with rehab for the day anyway.”

Beguiled by Mrs. Watson, Irene actually got Jimmy the chauffeur to drive her to the Light Group offices.

Still, she realized that she was being impulsive when she arrived at the entrance.

She turned and was about to leave when she saw Isaac stepping out.

It was too late for her to hide, so she braced herself to greet him… only to see the young, pretty girl following him.

And the instant Isaac saw Irene, he put an arm around the girl’s waist!