The Runaway Groom Chapter 271


    Chapter 271


    Isaac certainly wanted Quincy Moore, but he wasn’t that impulsive.


    “It’d just dirty our hands,” he growled after weighing his options. “Let’s go.”


    Stan quietly got in his car and left.


    They took Kathy to the hospital. She wasn’t hurt, but she would still need a checkup and some


    comforting after what had happened.


    Since Isaac had always been cold to her, she was actually surprised that he was suddenly so kind and


    caring.


    As she sat on her bed, she didn’t forget what Quincy told her–act miserable and tragic to curry


    sympathy.


    “I can’t live like this… Sob…”


    “Such a shame,” Isaac said impassively.


    Kathy looked up. “W–What is?”


    “You have a pretty face, and you could’ve married an upstanding man. I wonder who’d want you now?”


    Then, deliberately giving her a look of disdain, “Did you really think I’d fall for you after what


    happened?”


    Crash!


    The dream Quincy envisioned for Kathy shattered right


    there and then.


    Isaac was right–what man would like an immodest woman?


    Even if he felt sympathy, it wouldn’t trante to


    affection!


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    “Either way, I saved you and that makes us equals, so I hope you don’t ever try to use that with me


    again,” Isaac said, and beckoned to Stan. “Give her some money to live


    infort.”


    “I don’t want that!” Kathy promptly leapt off her bed and grabbed Isaac’s arm. “I don’t need money—all I


    need is you!”


    Isaac glowered and firmly shook her off. “You’re dirty.”


    He certainly felt so much disdain towards her that he almost knocked her off her feet–he was a little too


    forceful, but there was no helping it since he was genuinely repulsed.


    Whether Kathy had been innocent or in league with


    Quincy, he couldn’t feel sympathy towards her at all.


    Before this, he had always remembered —even obsessed over–the girl who saved him from that pond,


    but here she was, standing right there…and he felt nothing.


    “It only happened because of Quincy. Don’t you want revenge?” Isaac asked.


    Kathy finally came to her senses then, but stayed quiet.


    Revenge? She was working with Quincy!


    The look in her eyes allowed Isaac to see through her with ease.


    So she really was putting up an act with Quincy, even at the cost of her modesty?


    Still, Isaac was impressed by how maniptive Quincy could be.


    “You helped her, and she got her son back. But what do you get?” he pointed out.


    Kathy finally thought about it. Isaac was right–she got nothing except spite from Isaac, and how he


    knocked her away just now was proof enough.


    You only do that to someone you were earnestly disgusted with!


    “What do I have?” she asked herself.


    And the answer was nothing.


    Before this, she had her looks and her chastity… But she had nothing left after working with Quincy, let


    alone a chance to make Isaac hers!


    “She’s the reason you have nothing now. I can help if you


    want revenge, but if you don’t, take the money, and move


    somece else no one knows you.”


    With that, Isaac strode out of the ward. Kathy hesitated for a moment before running up and catching


    the hem of his jacket, screaming, “I want revenge!”