The Runaway Groom Chapter 235
Irene was at a loss for words–why did she have to go to Isaac’s office with him?
“How could you be so childish?” She was at once tired and amused.
Somehow, a man as indomitable as him could be adorable Although the journey was quiet as they
headed to Sky Group’s headquarters, the mood between them was relaxed, even a little sweet–as if
they were dating.
Arriving downstairs, Isaac parked the car and said, “Come on. Let’s get you a drink since you’re here
anyway.
Irene was speechless.
She could tell what he was going to say later: you already had a drink, so just stay and we could leave
work together later.
He couldn’t get more childish than that, but Irene felt a little happy inside at the thought of how clingy
he was being.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTaking the elevator straight to his office on the top floor, Isaac told Debbie the secretary as they walked
past her desk, “Two coffees, please.”
“I can get them.” Irene smiled. “How do you take yours?”
Debbie butted in, saying, “Dark.”
Isaac gave Debbie a cool look, and she promptly lowered her gaze.
“I didn’t know that before,” Irene said, as if jealous.
Isaac’s lips quickly curled up in a smile–he liked it when she cared.
Irene’s eyes met his, and she quickly turned away. “I’ll make our coffee.”
Debbie had shown Irene around the floor, so she knew where the lounge was.
After Irene brewed their coffee, however, she saw Kathy at the doorway.
Stan had demoted Kathy to a low–level administration personnel at one of the branch companies, and
employees of her rank weren’t supposed to enter the offices of executive personnel. However, Kathy
was here. again because of Isaac. It was only natural since she did everything she could just to stay in
Sky Group–as long as she was still around, she had a chance.
In order to make him fall for her, she even brought the silver crucifix. It was the reason Isaac allowed
her to stay in his company before. She was planning to make Isaac allow her to transfer back to
headquarters, so that she could see him more.
Be that as it may, she immediately became wary when she saw Irene, and promptly hid the silver
crucifix underneath her blouse. “Why are you here?”
Irene reared her chin at Kathy. “Why can’t I be here?”
“What…?” Kathy’s face dropped. “Get out of here!”
Irene wouldn’t have bothered with her before, but things were different now–she wanted a family for
Tommy and wanted to seize her beloved Isaac. Therefore, there was no way she could abide with
another woman who wanted Isaac as well.
“Sorry, but my husband told me to come. Now, if you’d excuse me…”
Calling ‘husband‘ was naturally a provocation to Kathy- unsurprisingly, she was infuriated and promptly
raised a hand against Irene. “You stinking bitch! He already divorce you know your place!”
Kathy’s reaction was exactly what Irene wanted.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust as Kathy was about to reach Irene, Irene suddenly turned away and dropped to the floor,
splashing her coffee on herself.
Kathy was dumbfounded —how did Irene fall before she reached Irene?
For Irene’s part, she made sure that the coffee wasn’t hot before falling–though her skin was reddened
and she felt slightly burned.
At the same time, the loud shattering of the coffee mugs alerted Isaac from his office.
When he stepped out, he found Irene sitting on the ground drenched miserably in coffee, frowning at
the stains on the face and her blouse, which was sticking to her lingerie due to the wetness.
“What happened here?” he asked as he held out a hand to her.
Irene beat Kathy to it. “I sprained my foot. It has nothing to do with Miss York.”
There was an edge to her words–despite sounding like she was defending Kathy, she virtually stopped
short of saying that Kathy did it.
As she looked up at Isaac’s palm, she gently put hers on his. He held it, pulling her up to his arms.
Kathy was livid, but tried to explain, “I didn’t touch her.”
Irene knew she shouldn’t say a word, and simply pressed herself against Isaac’s chest. She asked
gingerly, “Should I go?”
Isaac turned to glare at Kathy and snapped angrily, “Who let you in here?!”