The Runaway Groom

Chapter 179

In spite of everything that Harvey told her, she really had no idea what he was up to.

Henry breathed a long sigh and said feebly, “This is on me too. I should’ve noticed that Moneypenny was acting weird, and none of this would have happened.”

Irene asked, “So he was bribed?” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

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Henry shook his head. “I trust that man, especially after he served me so many years–no, can’t be bribed. We found out that Harvey abducted his wife and coerced him into advising me so that I finalize your divorce with Isaac. Now that Harvey has abducted your child as well and forced you to marry him… I have to ask, what’s your plan here?”

Right now, Irene did not want anything to do with the Jeffersons, and a divorce suited her fine.

“You’re unhappy with me, and Isaac is interested in Kathy York. There’s no need for me to stay here–as for my child, I’ll save him on my own.”

Her tone was calm, devoid of rage or indignation.

Having made up her mind, she was certainly relieved.

“But isn’t the child Isaac’s too? He is a Jefferson, and therefore he’ll never be abandoned.”

“Isaac is very much alive, and he can give you as many great–grandchildren as you want. But Tommy is my baby.”

Henry frowned then. “Hold on… Isaac has taken a liking to Kathy York?”

Irene smiled. “He’s probably head over heels for her, too–he gave her his most valued possession, after all.”

“What?”

“Remember the chest I dropped, which left him furious?” she calmly said. “He gave that to Kathy York– just goes to show how much he loves her now.”

Right now, her mood was serene. Even if she did feel a little unpleasant, she refused to show it. Henry glanced at Moneypenny just then, and came to a realization.

Although Isaac had seen through his intentions to make him take a liking to Kathy, Isaac had failed to see that they had arranged for Kathy to recognize the silver crucifix as well.

“Irene…”

“Anyway, I just came to tell you that I know where Tommy is, and I won’t breathe a word on whatever you told me not to say. Likewise, I hope you’ll keep Tommy a secret from Isaac–I won’t impose now that he has a new lover. Feign ignorance, or take it to your grave!”

Henry frowned. “Tommy is a child of our family. How could I feign ignorance?”

“Then what do you want?” Irene asked in retort.

That silenced Henry for a while.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier that your child is Isaac’s?” he eventually asked. “I would never have kept Kathy away from Isaac if you did…”

“I was lying. Isaac is a perfect match for Kathy York,” she said, and sharply changed her tone.” What are you going to do with Moneypenny now?”

Henry, however, was studying Irene–he was sure that she was not lying, since she was confident enough to let him have Tommy go through a paternity test.

But she was denying it now… could it mean that it irked her that Isaac was with Kathy now?

Moneypenny’s influence had certainly pulled the wool over his eyes, confirming Isaac and Irene’s divorce.

“Irene, please know that you can come to me if you ever need my help. As for Moneypenny, he’s chosen to return even if he could have escaped, and has been very frank with me since- my punishment would therefore be light, but what do you think?”

Irene would naturally not tell Henry what to do. She certainly had grievance against Moneypenny, but he had been coerced like herself, and holding it against him would just make her a petty person.

It would not help her out of her current dilemma either.

“Just deal with him however you see fit. I’m leaving.”

As she strode out of the manor, Henry called out, “I was wrong about you.”

But such words did not matter to her now–she waved, gesturing that she did not mind it, and stepped out of the front door.

She wanted to return to Spencer Mansion, but remembered that she still had some possessions left at Isaac’s mansion, so she headed there instead.

When she entered, she found a suitcase placed right outside the door.

Mrs. Watson did not throw her things all over the place, and instead packed everything tidily into that suitcase.

When she saw Irene return, she stepped out of the mansion and greeted her. “Mrs. Jefferson…”

She appeared hesitant to speak, and seeing that, Irene asked, “My stuff is inside, right?”

Mrs. Watson sighed and nodded.

“Isaac told

you to do this?” Irene knew how nice Mrs. Watson was to her–she would never throw away her belongings.

Mrs. Watson nodded again.

Irene sneered that man was truly heartless, and changed lovers as quickly as he changed clothes!

He was just forcing himself on her last night, and he was now chasing her out of the mansion.

She reared her head and said quietly, “I understand.”

“Mrs. Jefferson… What is it this time?” Mrs. Watson finally asked.

“Mrs. Watson, don’t you think you’re mistaken? I’m no longer Mrs. Jefferson.”