The Runaway Groom

Chapter 140

Irene knew for a fact that rich kids like Chad were very afraid of death

Her visage was calm and her words direct. “Let me go ”

Chad refused “I doubt you’d kill me

He was convinced that a girl like her would never go that far, unaware that she was a doctor that anyone brave enough to pick up a scalpel was no coward!

Irene simply pressed the sharp glass shard until it broke his skin, and as Chad felt the sharp pain in his neck, and reached up for a touch

His soul almost left him when he felt the warm, sticky sensation of his own blood’

“W-Wait a minute!” he stammered nervously

“You’re trying to humiliate me I’d really deserve it if I didn’t fight back” Having performed surgeries, Irene’s hands were steady she kept pressing the glass shard against Chad, making him feel the pain and kept making him bleed

It would look serious on appearance, but it was hardly life threatening

After all, a doctor knows the human body from top to bottom, and what could be potentially lethal or otherwise!

Naturally, Chad cowed immediately, “I was just worried you’d renege on our deal’ I just needed leverage-1 didn’t want to humiliate you! No photos, okay?”

Irene’s response was more pressure. “Let me go now!”

“Didn’t we agree to destroy Isaac together?!” Chad cried, still convinced that she had a grudge against Isaac.

“You actually believed that?” Irene laughed coolly.

“You lied? But I thought he was mean to you…’

“He is, but I’ll avenge myself by my own actions. I dislike partners it’s that simple,” she said, and forced Chad to move to the doorway. “Open the door.” Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Chad hesitated, but quickly gave in when Irene promptly made him feel that death was coming. Chad’s men saw him being held hostage and promptly became alert, glaring at her viciously. However, Chad was still bleeding from his neck, and certainly did not dare to make any false moves. “Don’t come closer,” he told his men. “Let her go.”

”

They eventually got downstairs, where there were enough bystanders.

Seeing her chance, she pushed Chad away and bolted-but was not really seeing where she was going, and ran headlong into someone’s arms.

She was just going to look up and apologize when she saw that it was Isaac.

Her eyes widened. “W-Were you looking for me?”

Isaac’s expression, however, was impassive-devoid of his earlier gentleness, with only

cruelty showing.

He was silent, and looked past her to Chad, who was clutching his neck.

The man was still terrified since he was still bleeding from the neck, and worried that he was in mortal danger.

“Why are you just staring?” he yelled. “Call an ambulance already!”

Isaac had a general idea how he was injured just then.

He lowered his gaze at Irene… and turned around without a word.

Irene was confused! What had gotten into him this time?

Was he upset again?

Biting her lip, she gave chase but said nothing either.

She felt puzzled–she had clearly just escaped, and he was now flipping out at her before she could catch her breath?

She was not in the mood to be sweet!

As they reached his car, Isaac got in.

Just as Irene reached for the door handle, he told Stan, “Drive.”

*Stan glanced at Irene, but floored the gas pedal, leaving Irene standing there and breathing

fumes!

She frowned.

What was his deal? Did he regret being nice to her already?

Why the silent treatment? He could have just told her it was not as if she wanted to stay with him!

Taking a taxi back to the mansion, Mrs. Watson promptly rushed to Irene’s side when she saw her. “Where have you been, Mrs. Jefferson?”

She thought that Irene was running away again.

“Something came up,” Irene simply said, and headed upstairs.