The Runaway Groom
Chapter 713

Chapter 713

Isaac did not answer right away, and instead asked, "Are you sick?" Irene took her hand off her stomach and denied it. "No... it's just my hip. It's sore from standing all day.”

Aside from the first glance, she had not been looking at Isaac since, and said even as she kept her gaze lowered, “It's late. We should go home."

She started to leave, and tried to keep herself standing straight as much as possible, reluctant to let Isaac see that she was ill.

Isaac remained where he was.

Suddenly, he asked, "How long do you need?”

Irene’s back stiffened for a moment, and she began to stride off.

She did not want to talk about it, and with him at that.

Isaac quickly caught up, and took her hand despite his reluctance. She struggled a little, but she allowed herself to be pulled along since she could not free herself.

He had parked his car outside, and the lights flickered as he whipped out his key and pressed a button.

While he opened the door, Irene held the car door in place.

"Isaac," she said, looking up at him then. "I'm tired. I don't want to talk about it today."

Isaac pursed his lips, but he quietly muttered, "Yeah."

She shook her wrist then. "Now let me go."

Isaac did not, and instead leveled her a pensive look.

Uncomfortable from being stared at, let alone meeting his gaze, she quickly entered the car, saying, "Let's go home!"

While Isaac entered the car from the other end and turned on the ignition, Irene closed her eyes and leaned into her seat, since doing that felt comfortable with her aching belly.

Still, the car was quiet since neither of them spoke, and there were not many cars on the road that late in the night.

Irene opened her eyes when she felt the car stopping, only to find that they were not outside a hospital-not the hilltop mansion.

She frowned. "Why did you bring me here?"

Isaac alighted without a word and walked around the car to open her door for her. "Out."

"Why the hospital?" Irene did not move.

"Why, you ask?" Isaac said, arching his back to undo her seatbelt. "Because your face is pale.”

Irene slapped his hand off. "I'm fine, and I'm a doctor myself-I'd know if I'm sick, so don't force your opinions on me."

Isaac stared at her for a couple heartbeats. "What are you so upset about?"

"You took me to a hospital when I'm just doing fine. Are you trying to jinx me?" she snapped, clearly on edge.

Isaac smiled despite himself-the vigor she showed while she was upset was far better than her despondent state.

Irene frowned. "Why are you smiling? Is that so funny to you?" "Irene," he said softly. "Do you trust me?"

Irene became silent for a few moments. "Nope. I'm superstitious.” "And I feel like it's as if fate itself arranged for us to come together," Isaac said, his expression turning serious. “I sometimes wonder how much good karma I've garnered in my past life that I would meet you twice, and both times while I'm desperate."

Irene understood. "Why mention that now?"

"Because I'll remember it for the rest of my life," he told her, taking her hands in his. "I said I don't mind, and I mean it. You gave me two lives, y'know?"

Irene almost smiled-her grim expression eased considerably anyway. “I bore two sons for you."

"Got the better end of the bargain, huh?" he chuckled, brushing his thumb on the back of her hand. "You've gotten skinnier. Didn't sleep or eat well the last few days, have we? You look so worn out, and I did see you clutching your belly. Does it hurt?"

Irene pulled her hands out from his. "Where have you been the last few days?"

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Irene cut him short before he could finish. "Fine, I get it, I understand. You're a busy man-I'm fine, I'm very fine. Now, let's go home!”

With that, she shut the door in his face, leaving him frowning!

Anyone could tell that she was upset, and very much so!

Still, he opened the door again...

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