The Runaway Groom Chapter 70


    Chapter 70


    Mrs. Watson had always been calm andposed — why was she panicking out of the blue?


    Irene quickly put aside her work and asked, “What‘s wrong, Mrs. Watson?”


    Mrs. Watson held out her phone in front of her. “Here, take a look.”


    Irene nced at the screen and saw that it was a video of the little piece of theater that Samantha


    put together at Central Hospital


    this morning. Someone has uploaded it online, but it was clipped and framed in a way that portrayed Ire


    ne as the viiness.


    She did not need imagination to tell who was responsible –


    Samantha herself had done all that this morning solely for this!


    Withworking being as advanced as it is, it is very convenient to get someone med online if


    one is willing to pay enough for traffic. After all,izens are


    rarely smart and believe whatever they see, never once trying to


    uncover the truth for themselves. In fact, the worst ones are so warped in world view and character that


    they could drive a perfectly nice person over the edge!


    She remembered a simr case that made the news recently, where a girl had entrusted a courier for th


    e delivery of some food to her father. The girl tried to tip the courier for his help, but the


    courier refused, insisting that he was just happy to help.


    Still, the girl felt guilty and grateful , so she sent him fifty dors worth of gift cards.


    That, however, left her med byizens for giving too


    little.


    The courier had been altruistic, while


    the girl was conveying her gratitude, only for her to suffer such ignominy.


    Naturally, unable to bear the widespread condemnation, the girlmitted suicide.


    It was obvious from that case alone thatizens could kill without doing anything physical , making the


    m far more horrific than the hangman!


    And this was ultimately Samantha‘s goal– to makeizens me Irene to death.


    Irene, however, was not that narrow–minded that she would decide to end herself over some petty


    remarks.


    Instead, she was going to cherish herself more.


    Meanwhile, Mrs. Watson was grumbling, “Who are these people? This is ridiculous! How could they


    say such horrible things ? Telling people to die without knowing them?”


    As everyment beneath the video was an one–


    sided outrage campaign against Irene, the mere sight of it angered Mrs. Watson.


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    On the other hand, Irene took a moment to calm herself before smiling at Mrs. Watson. “Don‘t worry–


    none of it is real anyway, and I‘ve not done anything wrong. As long as I know what actually happened


    and hold a clear conscience, there is nothing to fear.”


    She would not get overly concerned over unnecessary matters for the sake of her


    child, and unwittingly stroked


    her own belly.


    “But…” Mrs. Watson still appeared indignant when she noticed


    what Irene was doing, and asked, “Are you having a stomach ache, Mrs. Jefferson?”


    “No, I‘m not.” Irene quickly stopped touching herself.


    Nheless, Mrs. Watson still appeared suspicious.”


    Well, I think I‘m seeing a little belly there… You’ve been eating a lottely, haven‘t you? Though your ch


    eeks and arms hadn‘t changed much.”


    –


    “Well, fat does gather in the stomach first,” Irene exined hastily, and asked, “By


    the way, can I ask you for a favor?”


    Mrs. Watson nodded. “Of course. Just say the word.”


    Irene gathered the clothes she wanted to bring with


    her when she ran away, and handed everything to Mrs. Watson. “Please take all these to the cleaners.”


    “All of it?” Mrs. Watson eximed in surprise.


    Irene nodded–she felt much better now, and must find an opening to escape.


    All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.


    If she allowed things to drag on, her belly would start to swell and there would be no hiding the truth.


    Of course, she must do things quietly and without leaving traces, so that no one could find her.


    Mrs. Watson started to pick up all her clothing then, and did not forget to remind Irene before leaving, “D


    stuff on the inte. You would just get upset.”


    Irene nodded. “I know.”


    She thought to


    herself then that Mrs. Watson was a genuinely good person, and it was nice to have someone to be sinc


    there was anything Irene was reluctant to part with from this ce, it was her.


    She sighed lengthily at the thought.


    When Mrs. Watson returned, she informed Irene that since she had sent in


    a bulk load ofundry, it would take around a week before everything would be sent back.


    “It‘s fine,” Irene replied. “I‘m in no hurry anyway.”