We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

The Runaway Groom

Chapter 861
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

The Runaway Groom Chapter 861

Irene’s voice was hoarse as she began, “Hold me, Isaac.”

Isaac did so, leaning in and wrapping his arms around her through the blanket, asking her softly, “Do your hips

hurt?”

As Irene stayed silent, Isaac chuckled. “What’s gotten into you? Hmm? Tommy’s eyes were red and puffy, just like

yours. Are you going to cry too?”

Irene sniffled. “Tommy was crying?”

“Oh, he’s enjoying himself out in the courtyard now,” Isaac said, his expression turning serious. “What about you?”

Irene returned her hug, burying her face over his chest. “I just miss you.”

“Me too.” Isaac chuckled.

“I love you, Isaac.”

That was the only way she could tell him that she cared about him—because she could not tell him about her

biochemical pregnancy.

When Isaac lowered his gaze at her, she quickly averted her eyes.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Even as tears trickled off the corner of her eye, she played it down and said, “Don’t look at me. I’ll get

embarrassed.”

Isaac pulled the blanket up over her shoulders as he replied, “Yes, ma’am.”

She then pulled it over her head. “I’m drowsy. I want to sleep.”

Isaac’s gaze darkened even as he watched her, but he whispered softly. “Yeah. Sweet dreams.”

He soon left, gently closing the door behind him, and headed downstairs.

Heading outside, he called out, “Eagle.”

As Eagle made his way toward him, Isaac asked, “Did something happen today?”

“No, sir,” Eagle replied after thinking about it.

“Are you sure?”

Isaac’s sharp gaze seemed to pierce right inside a soul, and someone as stalwart as Eagle had to keep his head

down to avoid his gaze. “Yes… I’m sure.”

He thought about it again, but there was nothing weird about today—save from taking Irene to the hospital.

Moreover, she had told Eagle not to tell anyone, so he was not about to make the decision on his own.

Though he was left in a dilemma for a while, he eventually decided to hold his tongue, and instead mentioned Neil.

“Actually, sir… Dennis Turner’s boy ambushed her at the entrance of Hotmesh Research.”

Isaac sighed. “Got it.”

It was true that Irene would be frustrated as long as the incident was not resolved.

Was she acting weird because of that? Either way, Neil must be placing some serious pressure on her.

Whipping out his phone, Isaac called James. “Let’s resolve Dennis Turner’s death soon. We’re going to the precinct

again tonight.”

“Yes, sir.” James replied.

Returning inside the mansion, Isaac took his car keys, and Sheryl saw that he was leaving again. “You’re leaving?

It’s dinner soon.”

“Eat without me,” Isaac replied. “I have something to do.”

“What’s the hurry? You can have dinner before you leave,” Sheryl insisted.

Isaac stayed silent for a moment, and said, “Yeah.”

He left after dinner, while Irene stayed in her room, excusing herself from dinner while sleeping.

Something was clearly weighing on her mind, which motivated Isaac into wanting to kill two birds with one stone

sooner.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

And he would do that by working on Neil!

When Neil was brought to the CEO’s office of Twinrise Enterprise, Isaac was sitting behind his desk.

Sending someone to make some coffee, he said, “Please, sit.”

Neil asked warily, “Why did you bring me here?”

“Irene Spencer is my wife. What do you think I’d do after you sued her?” Isaac asked bluntly.

Believing that he was in for a beating, Neil scrambled for the door, but he was stopped!

Isaac simply reclined against his chair, crossed his legs and said calmly, “You’re not leaving without my permission.”

Neil wheeled on him. “What do you want?! I won’t settle even if you kill me! Your wife killed my father and I’m not

about to withdraw the lawsuit because of your threat. Do you think I’d be an honorable son if I did?!”

Isaac actually raised a brow.

The kid was certainly an honorable son… just a little lacking in brains!

“My wife is not the reason your father died.”

Neil almost lost it right then. “If it’s not her, then who is it?!”