Chapter 847
The Runaway Groom Chapter 847
Isaac was at once speechless, helpless, and amused. “You’re really not taking anything lying down,
huh?”
Irene smiled. “I got that from you. Didn’t you hear Zachary? I’m taking after you.”
“Fine.” Isaac gave in, tugging at the hem of her blouse. “I am jealous.”
Irene sat down then, while he brushed her sidelocks with his clean, strong fingers.
“Stay home over the next few days, Irene,” he said in his deep voice solemnly.
Irene turned toward him. “Are you worried that Neil Turner would try to hurt me again? I have to show
up at court if he maintains hiswsuit, not to mention that our priority right now is to find out what killed
Dennis.”
“I’ll get a forensic doctor—”
“I’ve already asked Lulu.” Irene cut him short.
Isaac stared calmly at her for several heartbeats. “She agreed to it?”
Irene nodded. “Yeah.”
Isaac thought about it, and he then said, “Alright, let’s go with that. The cause of death is priority.”
They woulde up with solutions afterwards, although Isaac had every intention to keep throwing
money at Neil until he was satisfied.
But since Irene had a n, he could go with hers for now.
Irene got to her feet just then. “I have to clean a guest room for Lulu when shees over.”
“Mrs. Watson can do it,” Isaac told her.
Irene shook her head. “Mrs. Watson is cooking dinner. I can do it—oh, and spend some time with
Tommy and our baby. It’s rare for you toe home early.”
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“Okay,” Isaac said softly.
…
Later in the evening, Irene got a call from Lulu, saying, “I’m around twenty minutes out.”
“I was just about to head out,” Irene replied.
In fact, she had been ready all this while—she left the hilltop mansion once she got Lulu’s call, and she
had Eagle drive her to the train station.
She waited at the exit when she arrived, and Lulu was stepping out within minutes in a petaled dress
and a pale jacket.
However, it did not hide her bulging stomach.
Ireene’s eyes narrowed, while Lulu smiled in greeting when she saw her. “Irene.”
Irene walked up to greet her. “The journey must be tiring?”
“It’s alright,” Lulu replied.
Unsure of how she should thank Lulu just then, she simply gave her a bear hug.
Momentster, Lulu pulled away and said, “I have someone to introduce to you.”
Irene turned toward where she was gesturing, and saw the man standing behind Lulu, who was
carrying their luggage.
He smiled at Irene as Lulu introduced, “This is Martin York, my husband.”
Irene offered him a handshake. “Hello.”
“Hello,” Martin said as he took it.
With that, they headed out of the station, with Eagle helping with the luggage.
Martin rode shotgun with Eagle as he drove, while Irene and Lulu had a chat in the back.
“It’s been a while, and you’ve changed a whole lot.” Irene smiled and reached out to touch Lulu’s belly.
“How many months?”
“Eight,” Lulu replied with a smile.
Things were going fine with Martin, since he was a good man who cared for Lulu and was
understanding toward her.
Moreover, hisposure gave her a sense of security, and she grew to ept him.
They just did not consummate since Lulu was heavily pregnant—they probably would be genuine
spouses after she delivered the baby.
Irene sensed that Lulu had calmed down considerably as well.
Knowing that her life must be going well, she was really happy for her!
“I wouldn’t have called you over if I knew you were pregnant,” Irene said then, reluctant to have Lulu
help her now that she was pregnant.
How could she examine a corpse while pregnant? It was such a jinx!
Still, she did not expect Lulu to get pregnant so quickly.
As she did her math in her head, she realized that Lulu must have gotten pregnant before marrying
Martin.
Was this a shotgun wedding?
She quietly leaned closer to Lulu and whispered into her ear, “You must really like him, getting pregnant
this quickly.”