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The Runaway Groom Chapter 820
The two men’s clothes were disheveled as they lay flat on their blacks.
Isaac was left scowling and speechless.
“Why are they out here?” Irene asked, crouching as she did and frowning when the stench of alcohol hit her in the
nose. “Were they drinking?”
“Probably,” Isaac said, and he called Eagle along with the chauffeur. “Bring them inside.”
Once the chauffeur did so, he drove out with Mrs. Watson for her routine shopping for the children.
Irene told Mrs. Watson, “Get them some pick-me-up too. They drank a lot.”
In fact, they were still unconscious.
“Okay,” Mrs. Watson replied. “Don’t worry—just leave them in the guest rooms, and I’ll tend to them.”
Irene nodded and told Isaac, “Let’s go.”
“Yeah.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIsaac drove out of the mansion first, with Eagle following in another car.
Seeing that they were not heading to the hospital, Irene said, “You’re going the wrong way. Take a left up ahead.”
“You’re going to work,” Isaac told her.
Irene was speechless. “No, I’m going to—”
“If not the research center, my office it is,” Isaac cut her short before she could finish.
Irene was adamant on going to the hospital nonetheless. “Look, I’m worried if I don’t visit.”
“What good would that do? You won’t change a thing,” Isaac said, refusing to listen. “What you can do right now is
wait. You’d make things worse if Dennis Turner’s family were there—they’d just start wrangling you.”
In fact, Irene should not show up as long as Dennis had not cleared this dangerous phase.
Soon, Isaac started heading toward his office. “Now is the time for restraint.”
Irene shot him a look and snorted coolly. “So you were lying when you said you’d take me to the hospital.”
“Would you have gotten in my car if I didn’t?” Isaac chuckled smugly. “Be nice and listen for once.”
But it was not as if Irene had a say in the matter—Isaac would not take her to the hospital no matter how many
times she asked, and it was not as if she could jump out of a running car.
She was at his mercy now, since she had underestimated him.
“You’re despicable!” she snapped, pursing her lips. “I should have known this would happen. You’d never take me to
the hospital!”
Forced to listen since she would never win, she huffed, “I won’t go to the hospital, but I’m not going to your office
either.”
“Hmm?” Isaac spared her a glance.
“What would I do while you work? I can’t help, and I don’t know a thing about your work.”
She might even be laughed at, since Isaac already left her humiliated at Twinrise before.
“Then what do you have in mind?” Isaac asked.
Nothing came to Irene’s mind even as her mind worked furiously… although she would not have left the house if
she knew Isaac would stop her from going to the hospital.
“Just drive me home. I’ll stay with Tommy.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Your mind will wander in the silence.”
Irene gave up right then.
“Fine. I’ll go wherever you take me.”
Isaac raised a brow. “Are you sure?”
“I’m not a schemer like you. I’d never win.”
“Why does it sound like you’re just pouting?”
“I’m not.”
And she certainly was not—she had actually given up on resisting.
With that, Isaac started to drive to the suburbs, and Irene did not ask where they were going.
It was very far, too, since he drove a long while before stopping.
As they alighted, all Irene saw was a boundless meadow.
“I didn’t know there’s a place like this…” Irene murmured as she turned toward Isaac. “What’s this place for?”
“You will know when you’re inside,” Isaac said, putting a hand around her shoulder.
There was a building nearby, and the person standing at the door quickly approached him when he saw Isaac.
“It has been a while, Mr. Jefferson.”
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