The Runaway Groom
Chapter 759

Chapter 759

James groaned, "Did you know? Even a six foot tall man like me wants to cry.”

Having experienced something similar, Irene naturally understood how James felt.

'Do you think I really love her?" he rasped, asking her as much as himself.

'If only I was nicer to her."

He had always been busy at work when Erin was with him, and they only had dinner together on a handful of occasions.

He refused to let her visit him at the office, believing that it would set a bad precedent.

She wanted a wedding, but he used work as an excuse again even though she was pregnant, wanting her to just stick with him quietly.

He regretted everything now that he thought about it—he was selfish and outrageous!

How could he even make up for this? How could he make up for her wounded spirit?

James looked up then. "I really want to apologize, but I know she would be distressed if she saw me... So I think I'll let her go, to have time to cool down while I find those dogs and personally avenge her. After that, I'll go to her. She's not waking up for the moment, right? I want to look at her while she's asleep.” Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Irene turned away to wipe the tears welling out of her eyes. "Go in. She won't be waking up for a few hours."

James got up, and paused as he put his hand on the doorknob. “I know you didn't want this, and it already happened anyway. Let's just keep an open mind.’ "Thank you,” Irene replied, lowering her head.

With that, James said nothing and entered Erin's ward, while Irene waited on the bench, spacing out.

Irene.”

A mild voice brought her to her senses.

Turning to see Sheryl Harris making her way towards Irene, she quickly composed herself and flashed a stiff smile. "Mom, what are you doing here?" "Isaac asked me to bring you food,” Sheryl replied, putting the lunchboxes aside. "You look terrible. What happened?"

Irene shook her head. "Nothing." "You haven't eaten, have you?" Sheryl opened the lunchbox and gave her the food she brought. "Did you two get in a fight?"

Sheryl had a hunchjudging from Irene’s terrible look and Isaac's bad mood.

Irene took the lunchbox and kept her head down. "Nope."

It would be bizarre if Sheryl did not see through her right then, and she tenderly said, "Whatever Isaac said or did, he still cares about you. See? He even asked me to bring you food, worried that you're not eating."

Irene felt her chest tighten, and restrained her tears as she asked, "Am I in the wrong?" "What?" Sheryl asked.

Irene bit her lip. "Should I just stay home and take care of our children instead of going to work? Isaac's too busy to take care of them, so I should be a housewife to support him, and keep things together at home. You should be taking it easy, but you have to take care of my children now... I'm selfish, only bringing them to this world but not caring for them." “Is that why you fought?" Sheryl asked. “I'm still young and I'm overjoyed to see my grandsons every day. I won't get tired with Mrs. Watson helping out as well... You know I support you having a career. Is Isaac upset that you go to work, instead of staying home?" Irene was quiet, her silence an admittance.

Despite the notion that genders were equal, why should women stay home while men work?

She can admit that she would never make as much money as Isaac, but her work was not pointless.

Moreover, they had people who would babysit their children. Should they not support each other?

'From one point of view, you should stay home..."

Irene looked up right then.

Was Sheryl switching sides?!

Still, Sheryl patted her hand and said, "Calm down, let me finish.”

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