The Runaway Groom novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368

Isaac reached out for his phone and saw that someone sent him a photo, and tapped on it to find a photo of Irene sleeping.

His expression stiffened right then, and he frowned as he soon received a text.

[She is with me.]

Harvey settled into his couch and folded his legs, shaking it after sending that text.

Isaac was abroad, so he could do nothing but worry when he saw the text, right?

Even if he rushed back right away, he would still be left feeling antsy throughout the journey.

Bzzt-

Irene’s phone started to ring just then.

Unsurprised at all, Harvey held back a smile. “Guess someone’s worried.”

He glanced at Irene, who felt something moving on her and fidgeted in irritation.

Harvey took the phone out of her pocket, whispering, “Keep sleeping. I’ll take this for you.”

Irene was feeling muddled–headed–any sound was a source of irritation, and she simply turned her back to him.

As for Harvey, he chuckled when he saw that it was Isaac.

The man was anxious!

“Haha…” He laughed, and stood by the bed as he answered the phone. “Hello?”

There was silence from the end, but just as he was about to speak, Isaac growled, “Tell her to answer the phone.”

Harvey chuckled. “I’m afraid I can’t. She’s asleep.”

The smugness in his tone was undoubtedly infuriating, and Isaac was certainly seething!

However, he was not upset with Harvey’s provocation–but with Irene.

They were together now, and yet she was still getting intimate with other men, sleeping away from home and with Harvey at that!

Even if he doubted that anything serious happened, he still felt repulsed.

“What should I do? I think she likes to hang out with me. Why don’t you just give her off to me?” Harvey gloated.

There was silence from the other end again, and the call was suddenly disconnected.

Harvey was left staring at the phone screen and lifting a brow. “He didn’t get a heart attack, did he?”

Looking up at Isaac, he said, “There’s no need to get so violent, is there?”

Still, Isaac merely spared Harvey another glance before turning toward Irene.

He noticed by then that Irene was sleeping like a log since all that commotion did not even wake her. And when he got close, the stink of alcohol wafting from her left him frowning. “How much did she drink?”

“Those two? It must be around two bottles-” Harvey began.

“Did you make her drink?” Isaac growled, cutting him short.

“Urgh–shut up already!” Irene suddenly turned around, opening her eyes groggily to see two familiar figures before her, one of which resembled Isaac.

However, she quickly told herself that it was not him–why would he show up out of the blue?

Believing that she had mistaken Harvey for Isaac again, she sighed and closed her eyes. “I’m so done.”

It was as if everyone looked like him now.

Did she miss him so much she became delusional?!

“Irene Spencer,” Isaac growled in a deep, rumbling voice.

Irene promptly opened her eyes when she heard him!