The Runaway Groom
Chapter 115

Chapter 115

However, Irene did not feel anything toward Harvey's predicament-theman had come up with that plan himself.

He should have been prepared to fight Isaac when he did. He was not,however, and he could only blame his own stupidity for his losses.“That's your darling, right there. Don't you have anything to say?" Isaacasked as he stared at Irene’s face, looking for a reaction-he naturallydid not take Harvey's explanation at face value.

Irene was completely nonchalant, and he knew right then that Harveywas mostly telling the truth. After all, if she was really in love, there wasno way she would not get worried about Harvey. Her nonchalance justmeant that she did not care!

But even if that had been an act, it was reality that she wanted todivorce him!

Was she really that obsessed with leaving him?

“Why are you so insistent on a divorce, Irene Spencer?” he askeddirectly with a dark look.

Irene rolled her eyes. “You know that I'm with Harvey-"

"He already told me that it's an act.”

Irene was speechless-Harvey was simply unreliable!

Nonetheless, she braced herself and snapped, “It was never myintention to marry you. I don't love you at all, and I certainly don’t wantto spend my life with a man I don't love. That's why I want a divorce-it'sthat simple.”

She had steeled herself to anger Isaac, to make him divorce her!Isaac stayed silent for a long while. “I...”

He wanted to tell Irene that he was the man she was with that night.

At the very least, they shared a bond that way. Maybe she would stopdemanding a divorce too?

He decided to test the waters.

“If the man you were with that night was also the one who caused yourmiscarriage, would you hate him?"

He would tell her if she said no.

However, Irene did not hesitate in her response, and everything fromher expression to her tone made her rage apparent.

"Of course I would. I would even wish he was dead!”

Naturally, she did not forget that she had lost a twin because of Isaacand Whitney! “That's why I hate you now. You're the reason I lost mychildren.”

“So be it,” Isaac quietly said.

Irene actually did a double take. What was that misery in his tone?“What's your deal?” she asked softly.

“It's my fault,” Isaac said and went to stand beside the curtain wall.

He was hurting for the loss of their children too.

Irene somehow felt sympathy and the impulse to give him a hug-helooked so lonely and miserable from behind.

She shook her head. How could she feel that way toward him?!

Even if Isaac was not the mastermind, he definitely played a huge rolein the loss of her twin, and that would always keep them apart.

“Mrs. Watson?" she called out then. “Help me upstairs.”

Mrs. Watson arrived, and was just about to do it when Isaac turnedaround and said, “I'l do it."

Mrs. Watson promptly left, but Irene resisted. “Mrs. Watson can do it.”Isaac said nothing and quietly picked her up, and she bit her lip, herhands dangling aimlessly. “Why are you doing this? You know I hateyou.”

Isaac carried her into her bedroom and put her in bed, but never pulledaway. Instead, he stayed just inches away from her, his back arched ashe looked into her eyes solemnly. " Because I love you.”

Irene’s eyes widened, her pupils dilating.

She had to tug on the sheets and avert her eyes, as if afraid to look himin the eye. “But I don’t.

“I know,” Isaac replied.

Irene was actually so surprised by his reaction that she suddenlylooked up, her forehead knocking into his chin because she moved tooquickly.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

She reached out to touch his chin, and saw that there was no harmdone. "You're fine...”

That was when she found herself looking into his eyes again, andrealized at the same time that she was caressing his chin.

Panicking, she tried to pull away, but Isaac caught her wrist!