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The Runaway Groom

Chapter 663
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Chapter 663

Irene actually forgot she wrote that down.

Still, as she tried hard to remember, she recalled how she threw a tantrum after an argument with her father Lionel

and ran out of the house.

It was raining, and she was soon soaked through.

That was when Seth happened to be returning, and seeing that she was alone, he offered her shelter under his

umbrella.

At the time, she thought that she was like a prince who came to her on a white horse-kind and affectionate.

She was just fourteen, the age when teenage hormones started blooming, and she hence wrote down all those

fluffy feelings.

Naturally, it was embarrassing just thinking about that now.

To think that she had done something like this!

Still, she now finally understood why Isaac was behaving so weirdly and saying that weird stuff.

So this was the root cause... but when did he read it?

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She then realized that it was in his study anyway, and that he could read it anytime.

Obviously, she should throw it away and then explain everything to Isaac. After all, it was just gibberish she wrote at

a time when she hardly understood much.

She did not sense a shadow disappearing in a flash outside, and instead slowly walked out.

That was when she heard her second son crying.

Not sure if it was hunger or a soiled diaper, she headed over, opening the door to find Sheryl already washing the

baby's rump while boiling hot water to make milk.

"Go to bed. I'll be done soon," Sheryl told Irene.

"I'm here already. I can feed him," Irene said.

"Okay," Sheryl said and left to wash the cloth diaper while Irene fed the baby.

He was asleep soon enough, and Irene tucked him in his cradle, gently petting his little tummy and somehow falling

asleep as well.

When Sheryl returned after cleaning the diapers, she saw that Irene was sound asleep, and so, she did not wake

Irene.

Upstairs, Isaac was sitting by the bed, the moon illuminating him and leaving a large shadow.

He was the shadow that disappeared in a flash outside the study just now.

When Irene got out of bed, he realized that she had not been sleeping too.

He pretended not to know and followed her downstairs quietly, just to see what she was up to... and it had to be the

diary.

Was it nostalgia? Or regret?

She hated him now, did she not?

She even refused to sleep on the same bed with him now!

He lowered his head and rubbed his temples, feeling utterly powerless for the first time.

Youthful romances were as beautiful as they were unforgettable, were they not?

He was jealous, but there was nothing he could actually do.

It was his fault for being late, after all.

As the light of dawn spilled in, Isaac had already suited up, looking prim and cool.

At the dining table, he said, "I might be traveling abroad for work for over half a month."

Irene was puzzled. Why a business trip out of the blue?

"What for? Do you really have to leave?"

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"I'm going to Remy headquarters. Something I have to deal with," Isaac said flatly.

Irene stared at him and said, "I'll help pack your bags."

"No, Mrs. Watson can do it. I'll take you to the hospital after breakfast," he said, putting down his napkin and leaving

the dining room.

Irene sensed the dark clouds in his mood.

Knowing that it was probably because of the diary, she put down her knife and fork to follow him outside.

"Isaac-"

That was when Isaac's phone rang, and he answered it.

James was calling, saying that something urgent came up at the office, needing his attention just then.

Putting away his phone, he said, "The chauffeur will take you to the hospital instead."

Irene held his gaze. "Are you busy?"

"Something urgent came up," he said, and he called for the chauffeur.

He then walked her to the car without giving her a chance to speak, and then drove out as well.

Still, Irene felt restless-lsaac's alooness left her uneasy.

When they arrived at the hospital, she did not get out.

Instead, she told the chauffeur to drive to Twinrise-she must find Isaac and clear the air!