All Chapters of The Runaway Groom: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Harvey actually paused this time.It would make sense if Irene kept resisting, although the fact that she was playing along and trying to make things more exciting was actually surprising."For real?" he asked, half-suspicious."You've tied me up like this. What else can I do?" Irene did her best to appear relaxed, even eager.Harvey stared at her for a few seconds, but curiosity eventually got the better of him and he picked up her handbag.There really were pills in there, and Harvey held it up to find the label 'Viagra.'Irene grinned. "I wasn't lying."However, Harvey frowned. "Why would you carry that around with you?"After all, Irene gave the impression of being a virtuous maiden…But perhaps she really had another side to her personality… A more indulgent side!"What, did you think that I'm Joan of Arc? I was just playing hard to get with you… What are you waiting for? Take the pill already, and let's get started!" Irene's lips curled into a smile, which only magnifie

"Sheryl Harris—you're a real idiot, you know that? It's tragic how you can't tell what your own husband wants!"Samantha was folding her arms before her chest and gloating. "All Lionel wanted was for your daughter to become family with the Jeffersons, so that she becomes a puppet for his own ends. That's the only reason he's not divorcing you! Are you really stupid enough to think that he still gives a damn about you? If that's true, why would he have me at his side for twenty years, or let your daughter marry into the Jefferson family?""Sure, the Jeffersons are a genuine dynasty, but Isaac Jefferson is also infamous for his bad temper. Did you think your daughter would not suffer, as a woman he was forced to marry? If you're smart, divorce Lionel right now, and your daughter just might stop suffering.""Y-You're lying!" Sheryl snapped, but she lacked the strength and therefore the authority!Outside, Irene wobbled.Her father had put her through many lessons, such as piano, danc

Zachary nodded. Irene stiffened as if she had a bucket of ice water poured on her, dousing her from head to toe.'Isaac himself told me that he did not like Whitney, but if that really was the case, why would she be pregnant?' Irene thought inwardly.Noticing the terrible look on Irene's face, Zachary asked in concern, "Are you alright, Irene?"Irene came to her senses and quickly shook her head. "I'm fine."She felt a sense of loss to hear that Whitney was pregnant, but she was soon relieved.It did not matter to her whom Isaac loved, as she had no reason to get upset about that."No, you're not," Zachary said suspiciously, because she was kind of overreacting. "Did you fall for Isaac?"Irene looked up and met Zachary's gaze. "Did I?"He nodded. "Yes, you did." "Actually, I'm reacting like this because I'm worried, not because of him," she said, walking over to sit on a bench. "I know my place—I won't think of him that way."At the same time, she stroked her belly.Surel

When Isaac woke up, his nostrils were stung by the pungent scent of medicine. As he slowly sat up, his secretary came by to help. "Mr. Jefferson."Isaac waved her off. "I'm fine," he said, taking a moment to compose herself before asking, "How's Stan?""He's unconscious, but the doctor already operated on him, so his life isn't in danger," the secretary replied. "The doctor has also advised you to rest since you had a minor concussion. Why don't you rest a little?" Isaac remembered the blood on Whitney's legs just then. Pursing his lips in silence for a while, he eventually ended up asking, "How's Whitney Cox?""The doctor said that she had a miscarriage. She's fine otherwise apart from minor lacerations. She woke up when I arrived—she's in the next ward."Then, hesitating for a moment, the secretary asked, "Should I call for her?"Isaac raised a hand to stop her.He was feeling mixed emotions just then—despite his disgust toward Whitney, and his reluctance to let her be th

"Mom, Dad, you have to help me, or I'll definitely end up in prison!" Ricky Spencer was crying out even as he tugged on Samantha's hand.Lionel glared at his incorrigible son. "What have you done this time?" he growled—it was certainly not Ricky's first offense. "I-I was just trying to practice my driving ahead of my driver's test. Irene's SUV was just sitting there and no one's using it, so I drove it around, and then I got caught in an accident…""What?!"Lionel almost died from a heart attack right then. "Just days ago, you almost blinded someone with a skewer, and I had to spend so much on damages and apologize to finally resolve it! Now, you're telling me you caused an accident? And without a license?! You honestly don't appreciate being alive, do you?""Calm down, Lionel. Ricky's your only son, and he hasn't completed his studies yet! You have to help him—he can't go to prison. Would he have a future if he does? The SUV is Irene's, so just say that it was her…""Dream on