The Runaway Groom
Chapter 663

Chapter 663

Irene actually forgot she wrote that down.

Still, as she tried hard to remember, she recalled how she threw atantrum after an argument with her father Lionel and ran out of thehouse.

It was raining, and she was soon soaked through.

That was when Seth happened to be returning, and seeing that shewas alone, he offered her shelter under his umbrella.

At the time, she thought that she was like a prince who came to her ona white horse-kind and affectionate.

She was just fourteen, the age when teenage hormones startedblooming, and she hence wrote down all those fluffy feelings.Naturally, it was embarrassing just thinking about that now.

To think that she had done something like this!

Still, she now finally understood why Isaac was behaving so weirdlyand saying that weird stuff.

So this was the root cause... but when did he read it?

She then realized that it was in his study anyway, and that he couldread it anytime.

Obviously, she should throw it away and then explain everything toIsaac. After all, it was just gibberish she wrote at a time when shehardly understood much.

She did not sense a shadow disappearing in a flash outside, andinstead slowly walked out.

That was when she heard her second son crying.

Not sure if it was hunger or a soiled diaper, she headed over, openingthe door to replace Sheryl already washing the baby's rump while boilinghot water to make milk.

"Go to bed. I'll be done soon,” Sheryl told Irene.

“I'm here already. I can feed him," Irene said.

"Okay," Sheryl said and left to wash the cloth diaper while Irene fed thebaby.

He was asleep soon enough, and Irene tucked him in his cradle, gentlypetting his little tummy and somehow falling asleep as well.

When Sheryl returned after cleaning the diapers, she saw that Irenewas sound asleep, and so, she did not wake Irene.

Upstairs, Isaac was sitting by the bed, the moon illuminating him andleaving a large shadow.

He was the shadow that disappeared in a flash outside the study justnow.

When Irene got out of bed, he realized that she had not been sleepingtoo.

He pretended not to know and followed her downstairs quietly, just tosee what she was up to... and it had to be the diary.

Was it nostalgia? Or regret?

She hated him now, did she not?

She even refused to sleep on the same bed with him now!

He lowered his head and rubbed his temples, feeling utterly powerlessfor the first time.

Youthful romances were as beautiful as they were unforgettable, werethey not?

He was jealous, but there was nothing he could actually do.

It was his fault for being late, after all.

As the light of dawn spilled in, Isaac had already suited up, looking primand cool.

At the dining table, he said, “I might be traveling abroad for work forover half a month.”

Irene was puzzled. Why a business trip out of the blue?

"What for? Do you really have to leave?"

“I'm going to Remy headquarters. Something I have to deal with," Isaacsaid flatly.

Irene stared at him and said, "I'll help pack your bags."

"No, Mrs. Watson can do it. I'll take you to the hospital after breakfast,"he said, putting down his napkin and leaving the dining room.

Irene sensed the dark clouds in his mood.

Knowing that it was probably because of the diary, she put down herknife and fork to follow him outside.

"Isaac"

That was when Isaac's phone rang, and he answered it.

James was calling, saying that something urgent came up at the office,needing his attention just then.

Putting away his phone, he said, "The chauffeur will take you to thehospital instead."

Irene held his gaze. "Are you busy?"

"Something urgent came up,” he said, and he called for the chauffeur.He then walked her to the car without giving her a chance to speak,and then drove out as well.

Still, Irene felt restless-lsaac's alooness left her uneasy.

When they arrived at the hospital, she did not get out.

Instead, she told the chauffeur to drive to Twinrise-she must replace Isaacand clear the air!