The Runaway Groom Chapter 91


    Chapter 91


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    Irene’s heart still pounded with fear as she remembered how that man had pushed her out of the


    window.


    Nheless, Isaac asked softly, “Irene Spencer, I have a question: were you at Charity Hospital on the


    sixth of July?”


    Irene drew a nk, but rasped, “I was working there as a doctor at the time. Isn’t it normal for me to be


    there?”


    She had no idea why Isaac would talk about that night, but now that Isaac had learned the truth from


    Whitney, he wanted to double–check just to make sure that there was no mistake this time. “In other


    words, you were there even though you weren‘t on duty. You were standing in for Whitney Cox, weren‘t


    you?”


    Irene pursed her lips. “Yes, and I remember that very well because that was supposed to be our


    wedding night,” she admitted. “You weren‘t at the mansion when I received Whitney‘s text, saying that


    she was busy and asking me to take over her shift. I went to the hospital –” “And met a wounded man,”


    “How did you know?” Irene narrowed her eyes, cutting her short. “Are you still investigating


    me?”


    “Just yes or no answers,” Isaac told her, but his tone was gentle–as it had been since the start.


    Irene pursed her lips again. Still, she had no reason to hide anything now that Isaac knew, so she


    simply showed her hand, that way, Isaac would hate her, quickly divorce her, and finally let her go.


    “Yes, I met a wounded man. He was being pursued by some assants and threatened me, but I had


    no idea if he was a viin. He never hurt me, which was enough for me. That‘s why I decided to help


    him, and that‘s when he started to get frisky. I did not resist –in my head, my husband did not like me,


    and having sex with that man was a perfect opportunity to make him hate me. That‘s how I had another


    man on the night of our wedding, and made you a cuck.


    That‘s all there is to it.”


    Isaac knew right then that those were details that only he and the woman from that night would know,


    and that there was no mistaking it this time.


    The woman from that night was Irene Spencer.


    “You never had a boyfriend. Is that the only man you‘ve been with?” he asked despite his pounding


    heart.


    After all, he had Stan look into her, and her past was squeaky clean with no rtionships with other


    men


    “Yeah,” Irene replied, “I was pregnant with his child. Aren‘t you going to divorce me already? I’m just


    another disgusting woman.” As she held Isaac’s gaze, she thought to herself that she must have


    pushed him over the edge because of that massive ego of his On the other hand, Isaac was left


    clutching his chest as an indescribable pain emanated within.


    The miscarriage she had suffered… Was that baby his?


    “The doctor told me you were recently inbor. Were you lying about the miscarriage?” he asked,


    hoping dearly that she was lying to him and actually gave birth. In reality, Irene ran away and hid so


    that he did not find out and hurt her child. After all, he was heinous enough to push her off a building!


    Turning away, she said, “I never lied–1 had twins, and I lost one due to the miscarriage. That‘s why I


    ran, because I knew that you were going to be furious if you found out that I was still pregnant. But it all


    meant nothing, because by yet another stroke of bad luck, the boy ended up stillborn.”


    Inside, she was repeatedly telling herself that she was not being mean to her own child–she had to lie


    and hide the truth since another doctor saw that she was recently inbor.


    On the other hand, Isaac was left pursing his lips.


    He was almost father to twins, but ended up losing them because of his own ignorance? He tried to


    speak, but nothing wasing out of his vocal cords, which suddenly seemed as dry as a desert. Even


    his eyes glinted with tears.


    He felt like his heart had sunken to the bottom of an abyss.


    After a long silence, he said nothing and left Irene’s ward.


    Just as he opened the door, Stan approached him. “Mr. Jefferson...” Isaac raised a hand, gesturing for


    him to be silent.


    Because right now, he needed the quietness. Stan understood and stood aside without a word,


    knowing right then that his boss was not in his right mind.


    However, they ended up standing there for a long while, and feeling that his legs were almost getting


    numb, Stan tried again, “Sir, I‘ve dealt with Whitney Cox. How is Ms. Spencer?” Thetter was his


    actual concern- did something happen to her? Was that why Isaac appeared so dispirited, and even


    more so than when she was missing?


    This was so awkward…


    However, Isaac said nothing–it was as if he never heard Stan.


    Stan became very worried, but still refrained from asking… And that was when they both heard a loud


    thumping from Irene‘s ward!