The Runaway Groom Chapter 186
Chapter 186
Isaac’s expression turned icy, and the air around him seemed to cool as well.
“Irene Spencer! Did you really think Harvey Gooding loves you? Don’t forget that you were married to
me, and consummated-
“Isaac Jefferson!” Irene snapped, cutting him short.
“What, can’t take it already?” Isaac mocked, holding out a hand to her. “You can still walk away with me
now.”
Irene wasughing despite her indignation. “You were the one who demanded a divorce, and it has
been finalized. Also, aren’t you with Kathy York? Are you sure she won’t get jealous that you’re here?
Oh, and I also heard that you gave her your most prized possession–I guess you really love her,
congrattions!”
“I’m just returning that thing to its owner,” Isaac replied without thinking.
Irene raised her brow. “So it’s hers. I guess you two really go a long way back.”
Isaac pursed his lips but could not deny it, since she was the one who saved him as a child, or he
would not have rehired her–even if his grandfather had asked.
“My husband will being to get me soon. Please leave.” Irene was exhausted, but was somehow
pleased that Isaac came.
Isaac held out a hand again, his tonemanding now. “Come with me.”
Irene pped his hand away unceremoniously. “I’m getting married to Harvey. Go to Kathy, so that we
won’t be a part of each other’s lives again.”
“But I want to,” Isaac said and walked up, putting one arm around Irene’s waist and pulling her firmly
into his embrace. Even as he restrained her, he greedily admired her beautiful visage and growled,
“Are you so bent on marrying?”
“Yes, I am!”
With that, she turned, her curledshes brushing lightly against his cheeks. “If you’re here to give me
your blessing, I gratefully ept it–if you’re just here to insult me, please leave.”
“Mr. Jefferson!”
Harvey was suddenly striding in through the front door, grinning ear–to–ear. “Thanks foring, but
the way you’re touching my wife is impolite. Surely a man with a reputation to uphold like you wouldn’t
want people to talk?”
Isaac’s hand, however, was tightening around Irene’s waist. He leaned in then and whispered beside
her ear, “Are you really marrying him?”
“Yes!” Irene eximed as she pushed him firmly away.
Isaac stumbled backward raggedly, appearing calm, but he was restraining his rage. “Are you sure you
won’t regret this?”
Irene reared her chin. “N–No.”
Even if she had been forced, the thought that Isaac was already hooking up with Kathy left her
repulsed.
If he was allowed to have another woman, she could marry another man!
Even if she was trying to get even, she was hardly impulsive–she could not stand Isaac and Kathy.
“You will regret this, Isaac Jefferson,” Irene said as she nonchntly straightened her gown which was
not actually messed up.
Isaac’s ego was gnawing, but he refused to yield. “I will regret?”
“Yes,” Irene replied curtly.
“Dream on, Irene Spencer. Plenty of fish in the sea.”
With those words, he strode off, but anyone looking closely would see a vein throbbing over his
temples–he was not as calm as he looked.
Irene remained impassive, not particrly pleased after he left.
Harvey, on the other hand, was thrilled.
“I guess you really are splitting up with him.”
Irene gave him a look. “Does it please you?”
“Anything that upsets him pleases me,” Harvey admitted.
Irene snorted. “Does he look upset to you? He already has a new woman and is beside himself with
joy, unlike you…”
“Unlike me? How?” Harvey asked.
Raising a brow, she said, “I’m his ex–wife, but you somehow act as if you’ve won, picking up his
rejects.”
“What are you talking about?” Harvey frowned. “You’re being mean to yourself too.”
Irene did not care, however–right now, she did not care what happened to her, as long as what she
cared about was safe.
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“I know you did all this to annoy Isaac Jefferson, so could we hurry along your so–called wedding since
you got what you want? I’ve promised to marry you, but if you want me to go through all the motions of
a real wedding, I refuse.”