The Runaway Groom

Chapter 172

Irene cried out in surprise!

“Help–Oof!”

Her assailant had clasped a hand over her mouth, even as she struggled wildly!

Even so, he was too strong for him, and she was dragged into a car… when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the driver.

It was Stan!

Her pupils dilated, and she turned to find Isaac.

But how could it be him?

He should be in the penthouse with Kathy, and he must have drunk the drugged red wine by now!

She stopped struggling then, and murmured gingerly, “What…”

The myriad colored lights outside flashed as their car zoomed along the highway, but Isaac remained shrouded in the darkness as he spoke, “Trying to give me off to another woman, were you?”

His voice seemed to boom with a dark edge!

Irene exclaimed, “I didn’t want to do it!”

Isaac was not in the mood for her explanations, however–she had done it, and should therefore admit to it!

His silence left her heart all strung up. “I…”

Meanwhile, Stan had stopped the car at the basement parking lot of the Light Group office building and left!

“How did you find out?” Irene asked.

However, Isaac was so silent she could hear him breathe.

Irene knew that he must be furious, and yet his breathing was even–she was actually doubtful that Isaac drank that wine now.

“You didn’t drink it, did you?” she asked.

“Are you really so eager to have me sleep with other women? You’d even coax me and drug me, because you’re afraid that I won’t?”

Irene stared at him in the darkness. “Would you believe me if I told you that I did not want to do it?”

“Hah!” He snorted. “Did you really think I would still believe you?”

Before he finished, he had pushed her down and moved above her, and there was no warmth in his eyes–only frustration and rage!

She was actually giving him off to someone else! Who did she take him for?!

“You didn’t have to drug me–you’re perfectly capable of enticing me!”

With that, he tore open the collar of her blouse.

The interior of the car was hot and stuffy. She did not feel cold from the heavy breathing.

Her throat seemed to have tightened and was ablaze, and the words from her mouth were bitter. “Stop…”

“Stop, what?” He laughed, and Irene could feel the coldness even without seeing his face.

“You have one chance. Tell me, why did you do it?”

Irene closed her eyes. The whole thing had gone south.

Did that mean Tommy was in danger?

Henry was determined to make her leave Isaac, and abducting Tommy was just the start.

What would he do to Tommy if she stayed with Isaac?

She did not dare to think about that.

“I have no explanation. I planned everything–did you know that I asked your grandfather for help as well? He actually helped me with the divorce-”

Before she could finish, Isaac grabbed her by the throat, pinning her down with a vice–like grip while he ripped off her clothes.

There was a thick layer of vapor on the car windows.

He had been very violent.

Irene sobbed, “Do I have to die for you to let me go?”

Suddenly, she started laughing miserably and maniacally.

Isaac then grabbed her chin.

“What are you laughing at?” he growled, and leaned in to whisper into her ear, remember the man you were with on the night of our wedding?”

“Do you

Irene certainly did, and her lips trembled as she rasped, “How could I not? He was the first man I had, and I cheated on you with him-”

“That was actually me.” Isaac pulled her by her hair so that she was looking straight at him. “I was your first.”

Irene shuddered in disbelief. Her mind seemed to short out right then, and she could not think.

As she stared blankly, Isaac released her. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

“I was being nice to Whitney Cox because she told me that it was her at the hospital that night, but you actually stood in for her, didn’t you? I never told you because I thought you hated me for causing the loss of our children, only for you to betray me time and time again. Did you really think I can’t live without you, Irene Spencer?”

Buttoning his shirt, he growled, “You want a divorce? Fine. I’ll grant you your wish.”