The Runaway Groom Chapter 203


    Chapter 203


    Isaac took two steps backward, avoiding Kathy.


    Naturally, she was disappointed to miss, and asked Isaac tearfully, “How could you do this to me?”


    As Isaac remained impassive, she bawled miserably. “I saved you, didn’t I? Those men almost had


    their way with me!”


    “I will not work at the branchpany!” she cried hysterically. “Even if it kills me!”


    Isaac frowned in disdain just then.


    “You were raised overseas, weren’t you? I could arrange a job for you at a foreignpany instead,”


    he said-not relenting despite her tantrum.


    Kathy was left in disbelief.


    Was his heart made of stone? Could he not see the bruise on her face? Why was he insisting on


    making her leave?


    “Why can’t I stay at headquarters? Was my performancecking? I can improve-”


    “I arranged a job for you because of my grandfather and because you were the owner of that silver


    crucifix. Do you think I would be here otherwise? I’m already being kinder than I should be just by being


    here, and if your answer is still no, you can forfeit it entirely ”


    Kathy was speechless-that was not what she wanted!


    “I don’t want that. I just want-”


    “Money?” Isaac suggested, cutting her short.


    He really did not want anything to do with her–in fact, he wanted her gone soon.


    Kathy shook her head. Even if her family was no dynasty like the Jeffersons and her parents died while


    she was a child, the family fortune was solid.


    She did not want money-she wanted him!


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    “I don’t want money,” she said, tearing up as she remembered that Moneypenny had advised her not to


    cry all the time, but to do so strategically.


    But was this not enough to win his sympathy? Or was he simply no gentleman?


    Should she not be crying right now?


    She felt aggrieved just then–women’s tears were supposed to win the sympathy and affection of men,


    but Isaac remained unmoved! He had a heart of stone, and chivalry was dead with him!


    “Please, I’m begging you–just let me stay at the branchpany. I won’t show up around you again…


    for the sake of this silver crucifix!”


    She held up the silver crucifix at Isaac’s face just then.


    Before this, she hated it because it was an eyesore–no respectable young woman would wear


    something as out of fashion as that, and she preferred fashionable jewelry.


    However, Moneypenenny had told her to wear it at all times, and Isaac may be less cold toward her if


    she did


    That was why she kept it around her neck.


    And just as expected, Isaac seemed to see that pair of bright eyes he saw as a child when she held it


    at


    him


    “Fine. Get better soon, and go to work when you feel you’re fit enough.” With those words, he turned


    and left her ward.


    As Stan followed him, he instructed, “Arrange a position for her where I won’t ever see her.”


    “Yes, sir,” Stan replied.


    Isaac suddenly threw his car keys at him. “You’re driving.”


    Stan caught it and nced at his own car-guess he would have to send someone to drive it to his


    house.


    As he drove Isaac’s car out of the hospital, he asked, “Office, or-”


    “Office.”


    “Yes, sir,” Stan replied.


    They drove along a route passing through a certain hotel.


    There were many cars parked outside, and the main entrance was decorated into a wedding aisle that


    extended into one of the ballroom.


    They could see the bride and bridegroom from outside, and Isaac recognized thetter.


    “Stop,” he said quietly.


    Stan moved the car to stop by the road despite his confusion, asking, “What’s wrong?”


    Isaac gestured for him to look outside.


    Stan followed his gaze, and when he saw the newlyweds stepping out of the hotel, he raised his brow


    in surprise!