The Runaway Groom
Chapter 383

Chapter 383

It was empty with no sign of anyone inside, not even Tommy.

Irene’s heart almost leaped out of her throat just then. Where waseveryone? Where had they gone?

As panic seized her, she rushed out of the door, only to see a cardriving inside.

Jimmy the chauffeur alighted to open the door, and Isaac emerged withTommy in his arms.

Mrs. Watson came out as well, and she was carrying several bags.Irene walked up to them and asked, “Where have you been?”

That was when she saw that Tommy's cheeks were red, with his usualsmile gone. In fact, he looked rather upset, and there were red circlesaround his eyes as if he had been crying for a while.

Sharply realizing that something was wrong, she asked, “Is Tommysick?"

Isaac simply ignored her and headed straight inside with Tommy in hisarms, but Mrs. Watson walked up to her and whispered, “Tommy had afever...”

“Mrs. Watson,” Isaac growled.

Mrs. Watson quickly stopped and entered the house after him, leavingIrene pursing her lips as she followed.

As they returned to the bedroom, Isaac stood before the window withTommy in his arms, while the baby tamely lay over his shoulder, hiseyes narrowed and his eyelashes damp.

“He must be sleepy. I can coax him.” Irene held out her arms, but Isaacsimply shifted aside, keeping his distance.

“I'm sorry,” she apologized softly then. “I was going to come homeearly, but I was delayed. I didn’t want to be late-"

Isaac cut her short. “Get out if you're done.”

Irene was left at a loss for words.

She stood there for a while, until she quietly left the room—Tommy hadto sleep, and she would have to wait before explaining herself.

Still, when Mrs. Watson found her stepping out with an ashen look, sheasked, “Have you had dinner, Mrs Jefferson?”

Irene shook her head. “No.”

“I'll make you something then,” Mrs Watson said

“You don’t have to. I'm not hungry,” Irene replied.

Mrs. Watson sighed. “You have to understand. We were all surprisedwhen Tommy suddenly came down with a fever, and it was like hewouldn't stop crying. I've never seen Mr. Jefferson being so helplessand flustered.”

Irene hung her head. “It's my fault.”

She had failed to care for her child as a mother and her family as awife.

“You just have to come home earlier next time,” Mrs. Watson assuredher.

“Okay,” Irene said, and Mrs. Watson returned to her work.

Irene was tired, and had to lean against the wall to keep standing, but itwas not until over an hour later that Isaac stepped out.

She straightened when she heard the door open, and asked, “IsTommy asleep?”

Isaac still ignored her and headed straight to their bedroom, but Irenefollowed him and tried to explain, “Are you still upset? Look, I didn’tmean to be late, and I swear I've never cheated on you. As for Tommy,it's my fault for not taking care of him..."

However, Isaac was quietly taking off his jacket, which he threw overthe couch carelessly. Then, loosening his collar and unbuttoning hisshirt, he suddenly said with sharp irony, “Finally done being busy?"Irene was left staring at him, bitterness welling in her heart.

She sniffled, suddenly wanting to cry, but she kept her eyes wide tohold back the dampness welling up in her eyes.

She did not like to cry. She understood that she had made mistakes,but she still aggrieved—what she did was not unforgivable! Why couldhe not give her a chance to explain?

Did he have to hurt her like this?

“What do I have to do for you to forgive me?”

She kept her voice low so that she sounded normal, but the quiver in itwas unmistakable, so she soon stopped holding back and ranted, “Whyare you refusing to talk to me? I know we aren't at the point where wecan trust each other unconditionally, but I've been working hard! I'veeven thought about it from your point of view to see what happenedwith Harvey Gooding, but it's obvious he was just pranking you! Are youthat faithless in me, or yourself?!”

Isaac slowly turned around just then.