The Runaway Groom
Chapter 234

The Runaway Groom Chapter 234

Isaac asked, “Is this a photo of you?”

Irene nodded firmly. “Yeah... When I was around seven, if I remember correctly.”

Isaac couldn't help laughing at that.

Irene scowled, feeling like she was being mocked. ” What's so funny?” Isaac passed her the photo. “Are you sure this is you?”

Irene was left speechless the instant she saw it. Tommy was in the photo, not her.

“My mom must've changed it,” she explained.

It had to be Sheryl. No one else would do it!

Isaac’s gaze followed the photo as Irene put it on the drawer again. “Come back to the mansion with me, Irene.

“Okay,” she replied after a brief hesitation.

Footsteps could soon be heard, and they could hear

Sheryl calling out, “Irene? Are you home?”

Irene promptly got to her feet—she felt a little guilty, perhaps because Isaac was in the room with her.

Even though there was no reason to feel guilty...

“Mom,” Irene called out.

Hearing her voice, Sheryl arrived at the door, asking, Have you found Tommy?"

Sheryl was surprised to see Isaac there. Immediately, a scowl crossed her face. “Why are you here?”

From her perspective, Isaac was as irresponsible as he was cold. How much trouble had Irene gone through to give her a son? And yet, what did he do in return?

"Waaaah...”

Suddenly, Tommy burst into tears.

“Oh! Tommy's back?” Sheryl glanced at the bed when she heard his cry, and ran up to him without a care in the world.

She was naturally sentimental about the baby, since she had been caring for him ever since she was born. When he was abducted, she lost a lot of weight as she could neither sleep nor eat well.

Scooping up Tommy in her arms, she breathed, “Oh, sweet boy..." One moment, she was looking joyfully at the infant, poking his cheek. However, her expression suddenly cooled and she snarled through her teeth, “He lost weight ... Harvey Gooding, that animal!”

“Mom.” Irene prodded Sheryl-there was someone else with them. Sheryl, however, did not care. Let Isaac watch as much as he wanted! Impression didn't matter when she was so worried that her grandchild might die!

For his part, Isaac felt that Sheryl was against him.

He wanted to defend himself, but was unsure of what to say-he was not used to explanations, because he never had to.

However, he felt like he had to explain himself to Sheryl, since she had been taking care of Tommy all this while.

Sheryl was also Irene’s mother. He must respect her and be mindful of what she thought of him.

Irene could tell what he was thinking, and so said, “Let's head downstairs. You still have things to do, right?"

Then, she moved to link arms with him; a sign to Sheryl that they had made up.

Though Isaac still appeared hesitant, Irene said, “I'll talk to Mom later.” Isaac finally conceded and followed her downstairs. As he walked with her to the door, Irene said, “My mom's going to need time to accept you. I mean, she knows we didn't marry for love, and there was so much that happened. She must be upset with you, since I had to deliver Tommy in secret.”

As Isaac stayed silent, she continued, “She has no idea about us, since we don’t know each other. I had no idea Tommy was yours, so I went into hiding to give birth. She still thought that you were cruel to me. Could you not hold it against her if she’s a little... prejudiced?”

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“Why aren't you saying anything?" Irene thought that Isaac couldn't accept that, and promptly pulled away from him. She snapped, “My mom didn't know! Why are you getting so petty? I explained everything!”

Isaac smiled, amused at the sight of Irene’s pouting,

indignant expression. “Are you angry?”

“What do you think?!

Irene wanted to bellow at him, but instead turned to leave.

Isaac caught her by her wrist and said, “I'm not angry. I'm grateful for everything you and your mother have done.”

As Irene turned towards him, Isaac tugged at her and said, “Come to my office. Stan might be done by now.”

Irene was certainly reluctant—she hadn't spent much time with Tommy ever since she brought him to this world, and she wanted to do just that since she had nothing else to do now.

“No.”

“I'll have Jimmy drive you home soon,” Isaac said, ignoring her. He dragged her to his car and stuffed her inside, leaving Irene speechless.

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