The Runaway Groom novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32 

Whitney’s hair was disheveled like a madwoman’s, and she was clawing at Irene as she yelled, “You bitch!” .

Irene was left stunned for seconds, but when she came to her senses, she pushed Whitney away unceremoniously! However, she forgot that she was holding her shoes, and the heel scratched a red scar over Whitney’s face!

“How dare you hit me back!” Whitney screamed, her eyes bulging in rage. Still, when she tried to charge at Irene again, Irene coolly warned, “Hit me again, and I’m calling the cops.” Whitney paused right then, her upraised hand freezing mid-air.

She calmed hersell-this was not the time to lose herself.

Isaac’s marriage to Irene had never been announced. Did that not mean that Isaac did not like her?

Moreover, Isaac had promised to marry her. Did that not mean Isaac would divorce Irene at any time?

The very thought calmed her, and she remembered that she had left a bad impression when she asked Isaac for money before. What would he think of her if she hurt Irene now? She still had a chance — Isaac and Irene did not announce their marriage, because they did not want anyone to know. In the end, she and Isaac were ‘destined’ for each other.

“I’m warning you, Irene!” she screamed hysterically. “Don’t try to take Isaac from me. He’s mine!”

Though she understood, she could not accept that Irene was married to Isaac.

“I’ll watch out,” she said, pausing for a moment before asking, “By the way, will your boss agree to the investment?” “Of course-Mr. Jefferson had planned to invest in Mr. Wickers’ business in the first place,” Stan explained.

Irene sighed in relief inwardly, and cheered up considerably.

At least the day did not end on a completely sour note. “Thank you,” she told Stan, and tried to get a taxi.

Stan stayed long enough to ensure that she was not going back to Mark, and left. Nonetheless, there were not many taxis around the diner, and she took out her phone to check the time after a while.

That was when a car slowly stopped near here. “May I give you a ride?” Irene looked up at the person in the car, her eyes abruptly widening. Why did it have to be him?!