The Runaway Groom Chapter 124


    Chapter 124


    Amidst the confusion, Irene saw that Isaac was on top of her.


    “W-What’s wrong?” she asked, but it was as if he was unable to hear her as he violently shredded her


    clothes.


    He was no different from a rampaging beast-violent and unreasonable.


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    Irene struggled, but her strength was insignificant to him, and she felt chills all over as her clothes were


    torn off, leaving her naked right before him.


    Her eyes welling with tears, she rasped, “Why are you doing this?!”


    “That’s my question!” he snarled with a coldness that reverberated from his throat. “You had your father


    beg for a divorce! Could you stoop any lower?!”


    Irene did a double take-Lionel had actually begged Henry just to help her get a divorce?


    She felt a stuffy sensation over her chest, and suddenly could not breathe.


    Isaac furiously grabbed her chin then, “Have I not done right by you? Is your heart really made of ice?


    Huh?!”


    Irene looked him straight in the eye then, and saw his disappointment, heartache, and destion.


    Her lips were trembling she wanted to say something, but did not know where to start.


    Eventually, she blinked back her tears and braced herself, snapping, “Yes, I want a divorce that badly!


    Oof-”


    Isaac sped a hand over her mouth!


    He was being rough and merciless, but she did not hate that at all.


    She knew what made him so crazy.


    It was her demand for a divorce her insistence on leaving him!


    That was the very moment she found love.


    Every grievance and grudge between them suddenly seemed to vanish, as she reveled in the moment!


    She suddenly felt an odd sense of familiarity as if they had known each other even before their sham


    marriage, but was soon brought back to reality before she could ponder the idea.


    Isaac leaped off the bed when it was over, got dressed, and left the room.


    Irene was leftying in bed, unable to get up as she was aching all over. She stayed silent as she


    listened to her storm off, saying nothing as she stared at the ceiling


    She felt feeble and lost, and behind her eyes was a turbulence of emotions.


    Her lips suddenly curled up in a self deprecating smile.


    She had always despised women who were loose with their morals, but after a year, she was


    one of them now, spreading her legs to two different men.


    Her nostrils were moist and she was on the verge of tears-it all began with one mistake, and everything


    was a downward spiral from there.


    She would never have been pregnant or went intobor if she had defended herself that night, and she


    would never have had a child.


    And she could have properly considered Isaac’s feelings for her without any pressure.


    But now?


    She breathed a long sigh and closed her eyes, a crystalline tear trickling out of the corner of her eye


    and disappearing within her hair.


    …


    Meanwhile, Isaac had left the mansion.


    When Stan arrived for work the next morning, he found Isaac standing before the curtain wall, his shirt


    loose and wrinkled.


    It was a far cry from his usual primness.


    Walking up to the man, he asked, “What brought you here so early, sir?”


    Isaac’s response was aplete non sequitur. “Tell me, why do you think Irene Spencer is so *bent on


    divorcing me?”


    Stan Hill did a double take.


    Isaac had always been high and mighty, never once deferring to anyone.


    It was certainly the first time Stan had seen him like this.


    Stan suggested, “Maybe she does have feelings for you, but she refuses to acknowledge it because


    you hurt her before?”


    Isaac certainly agreed that it was one of the reasons-especially when it had caused her miscarriages.