The Runaway Groom
Chapter 181

Chapter 181

Irene smiled.

After that, Zachary told her to get some proper rest before leaving withLulu.

However, Irene felt that she was no longer sleepy, though when she leftto replace Harvey, he had already arrived at Spencer Mansion.

He was smiling and appeared spirited.

Irene remained impassive, and asked curtly, “When can I see mychild?”

“Like I said, after our wedding. Now, which card do you prefer?”

He had brought several wedding cards, each having different styles sothat she could pick one she liked.

Irene found the man’s behavior bizarre just then—she insisted that shedid not love him, and had only promised to marry him to save her child.Was he crazy? Picking an invite at a time like this?

“Just do whatever you like. You don’t have to ask me about anything,”she said, planting herself on the couch.

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“Fine, that'll do,” Harvey replied. “Once the invitations are prepared, I'llsend the first one to Isaac Jefferson.”

Irene was not in the mood to play around, and simply nestled on thecouch.

“Are you sick?” Harvey walked up, but she sprang to her feet theinstant he sat beside her.

He raised a brow. “Do you hate me that much?"

Irene snorted. “What do you think?”

“You should be trying to get used to me—-weren't we getting along justfine back in Sunny City?"

Patting the spot beside himself, he said, “Come on, sit here.”

Irene sat opposite him. “You don't have to go through such lengths. Icould go with you to register our marriage right now.”

“No way,” Harvey chuckled. “I'll have a grand, flashy wedding so thateveryone will know you're mine. Anyway, I've asked some foreigntailors to prepare your dress—which do you prefer, a conservative one,or a modern one?”

“Whatever.” Irene could not stand his ramblings and had no interest inany of that.

He could do anything he liked for all she cared—she just wanted herbaby back.

“I get to decide everything? Come on, you have to work with me.”Irene was heading upstairs, and scowled at his words. “Promising tomarry you is already my limit. What more do you want?”

Seeing that she was getting grumpy, Harvey did not push her. “Alright, Iwon't bother you.”

He wanted to appear before Isaac with Irene to brag, but gave up sinceshe was on the verge of snapping.

“Get some rest over the next few days. Just be my beautiful bride onthe day of our wedding,” Harvey said as he rose to his feet. “I'll begoing now.”

Irene wanted nothing less, but could not risk upsetting him for the sakeof her child. “Take care of my son.”

Harvey grinned. “You don't have to worry.”

Three days later, Harvey brought his first wedding invitation to Isaacpersonally.

He appeared spirited and strutting as he asked, “Mr. Jefferson, youmust be free this Saturday, yes?"

Isaac was not even bothered to look his way. “If that's all you have tosay, you can leave.”

There was no way that would happen because Harvey was there tobrag. Pushing the invitation in front of Isaac, he said, “I'll be marryingIrene Spencer. You'll be there, won't you?"