The Runaway Groom
Chapter 360

Chapter 360

There was no one in the bedroom.

Irene blinked. Could he be in the study?

Quickly closing the door, she hurried to study and opened the door... Only to find Stan, standing in front of the desk and sorting some documents.

Frowning, she asked, “What are you doing here, Stan? Where's Isaac?”

Mrs. Watson said, “I was going to tell you just then—Mr. Hill came, not Mr. Jefferson.” Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Irene’s face fell just then, while Stan appeared to be done and carried a stack of documents out of the study.

Before he left, he offered Irene some kind advice as she stood by the door, “You should contact Mr. Jefferson if you're not busy, ma'am.” Ever since Irene refused to leave the country with Isaac the other day, Isaac had been scowling, feeling constantly irritable and checking his phone constantly.

He was certainly unable to put aside his pride to call Irene, and was hoping for her to do it first... But she never did.

Irene was actually left speechless, because she had not exactly been idling.

But it was not as if she did not miss him.

Following Stan out of the mansion, Irene called out, “Stan.”

Stopping in his tracks, Stan asked, “What is it?"

Walking up to him, Irene asked, “Is Isaac abroad for work?”

Stan shook his head. “No.”

“Then what for?” Irene pressed.

Stan hesitated for a moment, but eventually decided against telling her. “It's something very important to Mr. Jefferson. You should have been there with him...”

“But what is it?" she asked urgently.

“It would be more appropriate for Mr. Jefferson to tell you himself. Sorry, but I have to go now,” Stan said and got into the car.

Irene walked up to him. “How long before he comes back?"

“Not so soon,” Stan replied.

“But it's all over the news now-there will be a verdict against Quincy Moore soon. Isn't Isaac coming back to see that? She murdered his parents, didn't she?” Irene was really hoping that Stan would tell her about why Isaac went abroad, and what was so important that he could skip Quincy's execution.

After all, Isaac had done so much over the years to punish Quincy! But now that she was getting her just deserts, he was suddenly not interested?

Stan sighed. “Look, I'm actually an outsider in this matter—I told you what I can, and I can't tell you what I shouldn't say. Anyway, it's late, and you should go back in. I have to go now.”

With that, he drove off, but Irene was still standing there.

She could feel that whatever reason it was that made Isaac go abroad, it was incredibly important.

However, she never bothered asking, and refused right away.

She hung her head. Did she make a mistake?

They were married, but she had no idea what he was doing.

Did that not make her a failure of a wife?

“Mah—-mah...” Tommy called out to her.

Mrs. Watson had the baby in her arms, and Irene came to her senses at his call, and turned to take her baby from Mrs. Watson. “Mah—mah...” Tommy was puckering his tiny pink lips, leaning against Irene’s shoulder and nestling his little face against her neck.

It tickled, but it was also deadly adorable and heartening.

Irene felt like the little guy could melt her heart right then.

Carrying him back to her room, she fed him, played with him, and coaxed him to sleep.

It was quite late when he finally fell asleep.

As the room fell silent, Irene could not sleep at all, and headed to the living room.

The emptiness there was exactly how she felt, and she unwittingly drifted into Isaac's study.

She sat before her desk, remembering the way he sat behind it.

She missed him so much.

She whipped out her phone to call him, but remembered that it was out of juice. As she started looking for a charger, she suddenly knocked an envelope off the desk.

As she reached down to pick it up, she saw the photo inside...

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