The Runaway Groom

Chapter 122

“When did that happen?!” Isaac barked.

“I’m guessing in the last 48 hours,” Stan replied from the other end. “I just received word myself.”

“Find her!” Isaac bellowed then.

“Yes, Mr. Jefferson.”

When he hung up, Isaac flung his phone at the table, smacking it loudly as if to reflect his mood.

“What happened?” Irene asked. “Is it really that bad?”

For Isaac, it could well be-Whitney Cox had just been rescued by her former flame, the rich kid named Chad Ross.

Meeting Irene’s gaze, Isaac told her, “It’s nothing.”

However, he would never allow Whitney to stay unpunished-she had impersonated Irene, and had indirectly caused him to kill his own child!

On the other hand, Irene did not dwell on the matter. She simply presumed that it was a bad day at the office, and kept eating.

After they finished breakfast and were ready to leave, Moneypenny-the butler from Jefferson Manor- arrived, and told Isaac, “Master Isaac, Master Jefferson is asking to see you. Please return to the manor with me, if convenient.”

“Understood,” Isaac replied, and turned toward Irene, “Stay here. Take your time to rest.”

Irene nodded her leg had recovered but was hardly limber. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

As Isaac headed out, Moneypenny followed. Just as he stepped out the front door, he turned to look at Irene.

When she saw the look in his eyes, she realized why Henry was asking for Isaac.

Did Lionel speak to Henry already? Was Henry really going to tell Isaac to divorce her?

Even as she moved to sit on the couch, she felt a little tense, and her eyes seemed unfocused.

But why was she being tense? She wanted a divorce, did she not?

Still, she found herself heinous when she considered how nice Isaac had been lately. However, she soop perished the thought, hating herself to even think it.

This was not right. How could she fall in love with the man who had indirectly killed one of her children?

Be that as it may, she knew very well by now that she had become attracted to Isaac.

Perhaps that was never in her control in the first place.

Meanwhile, Henry was waiting by the time Isaac arrived at Jefferson Manor.

“Come, sit,” he beckoned.

Isaac politely refused, and asked directly, “What is it?”

“Well…” Henry sighed. “I’ve been mistaken to think that Irene would be a loyal, upstanding person like her grandfather. I wanted her to care for you, but I’ve now realized my mistake- she was never the right person for you.”

Isaac felt a foreboding sensation right then. “What do you mean?”

“You never wanted this marriage. It’s time for a divorce.” Henry said.

In fact, Henry had been increasingly unhappy with Irene.

First, she went missing for months-how could a married woman do something as scandalous as that?

And then there were the shady rumors that she had a man before marrying Isaac, and became pregnant as a result!

Naturally, a woman like her did not deserve Isaac.

Moreover, Lionel had visited Henry, begging for him to get Isaac to divorce her!

It was like an apple falling right into his lap-he naturally agreed to do it.

“Did she come to you? Did she tell you that she wants a divorce?” Isaac growled, maintaining a stoic expression although the air around him was suddenly icy.

“No, it was her father,” Henry replied. “He was on knees, begging for my help. I’m sure Irene must have talked him into it too-do you remember how much he wanted to have her marry you before? I know the man, and she must have been obstinate enough to actually make him desperate enough and regret his choice. That’s the only reason he came to ask me for help ” Pausing to sigh, Henry added, “You never loved her anyway-”

“Grandfather,” Isaac said, suddenly cutting him short, “it doesn’t matter why we got married

we’re married now, and she’s my wife. I’d never agree to a divorce even if she wants it!” With that, he rose to his feet and strode outside.

Then, pausing by the door while keeping his back to Henry, he added, “Also, I hope you won’t meddle in my affairs ever again.”

With that, he left.