The Runaway Groom
Chapter 503

Chapter 503

Isaac frowned, because he was hoping that the issue did not requirehis attention. "What is it?"

James did not answer immediately, but instead slid a peek at Irene.Catching the cue, she said, "I should not listen, I guess? You could stopthe car, and I'll get myself a taxi.”

"No, it's-"

"Just spit it already!"

James quickly tried to explain, but Isaac snapped impatiently-it almostlooked like he wanted to hide everything from Irene.

He certainly was aware that they had trust issues, or she would nothave done everything she could to run away from him just because ofsomething he said.

That was why he would do his best to avoid giving her the sense thathe had something to hide from her.

James then explained, "Blue Hill Asylum's director just called, saying..."It was nothing worth hiding, but Irene might be uncomfortable with whathe was going to say.

However, the more secretive he was, the more Irene was interested.Noticing that Isaac's expression was turning colder, James bracedhimself and said, "Your grandfather sent a woman in for lan Jeffersonto... make a baby. The director was calling to ask if we should let thewoman in."

Isaac laughed with icy disdain when he was finished-it could have beento mock Henry Jefferson's hilarious behavior, or how outrageous thewhole thing had been.

Even James felt that it would take a genius to come up with a plan likethis.

"I guess they really are desperate. It's actually hilarious how they couldcome up with an idea as stupid as that.”

Turning back to the question at hand, James asked, "So? What shouldwe do?"

Isaac looked up at James. "Do you really have to ask?"

He had kept lan locked up in an asylum so that he suffered, not to havea good time.

Allowing him to procreate? Hah!

James understood right then. "No, sir."

"Good," Isaac growled.

They eventually arrived at Irene's hotel and Isaac delighted with her,while James drove straight to Blue Hill Asylum.

Irene had been holding back for a while, but now that James was gone,she immediately asked, "Did lan Jefferson have a mental breakdown?"She did hear that lan was staying at an asylum, after all.

Isaac simply held her hand and led her inside. "He will soon."

Irene was speechless.

What was “soon’ supposed to mean?

Still, Isaac was not inclined to discuss such an inane issue, so Irene didnot ask him-she had a general idea anyway.

In fact, she was fine with whatever torture Isaac was subjecting lan toafter he abducted Tommy.

However, she could not hide the guilty look on her face as sheremembered her son. "How's Tommy?"

"He's fine," Isaac replied. "He can speak more words now, and he's been running everywheresince he learned to walk."

That was why he had gone to that auction in Minerva-to buy the castle so that their son hadmore space to play in.

Their current house was not small, but there was not much space to play aside from the livingroom-Sheryl had to take Tommy to parks and playgrounds every day.

Irene was at once happy and hurt to hear that, and when Isaac stopped to turn and look ather, she avoided his gaze, afraid to look him in the eye.

“Did you think of him when you left?"

"I did,” Irene said quietly. "But he's your son, and I know youll do your best to protect andcare for him."

isaac held her gaze for heartbeats before asking quietly, "What about me?"