The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Irene was left gaping when she saw the face that was inches away from hers.

“Isaac Jefferson?!” she cried in surprise, but she was still too weak and was not all that loud, and therefore did not wake him.

He only fell asleep when it was almost morning, which was why he was sleeping soundly.

That was when Irene saw that she had been untied, but was only in her underwear, leaving her utterly confused.

Did he strip her?!

“Bastard!” She could not help cursing–he always did this to her!

Also, why did he abduct her in the first place? Did he have nothing better to do, or did he really think that she could be bullied so easily?!

She really wanted to strangle him just then, but she was too weak to do so. However, he was now defenseless, and she must do something for herself!

She quietly left the bed, keeping her breathing quiet so as to not startle Isaac. As her bare feet touched the floor, she looked around for something that she could use to cover herself, and resorted to picking up Isaac’s clothes since there was the only thing around.

She basically lunged at the food and water on the table, popping the cap of a bottle of water and chugging it right then, only stopping when she finished half of it. Then, staring at the food for heartbeats, she eventually gave in and started to stuff everything into her mouth!

She had no idea who her captors were, and was therefore afraid to eat the food.

Somehow, she was relieved to know that it was Isaac–despite knowing his terrible temper and abusive nature, she was sure that he would not kill her.

Which was why she was not worried at all.

Still, she was too hungry and ate without restraint, and her stomach was so full it hurt.

As she was left clutching her belly, an alluring voice asked, “Is your stomach hurting?”

She looked up to see that Isaac was already standing before her.

And it was all his fault she was like this!

“You really are that horrible, aren’t you, Isaac Jefferson? What good would staving me do to you?” she demanded–but she was still too weak to make herself sound threatening.

Isaac reached out to grab her chin just then, and she had to rear her head–her neck and chin were almost forming a single line. It certainly hurt and almost suffocated her!

“Let me go!” She breathed through her teeth.

At the same time, she reached out to try to push him away, but he simply caught her hands.

“What do you want from me?!” she cried.

Isaac’s lips were almost touching hers, and they were looking into each other’s eyes even as their breaths swirled around each other’s nostrils.

“Have you asked for my approval before marrying someone else?” he growled quietly, withholding the sense of helplessness he felt.

Only Irene could make him run in circles like this, and he could not do anything about her not even yell!

Irene, however, found him crazy.

He was hooking up with Kathy already–so why was she not allowed to marry someone else?

“We’re divorced, and I can marry anyone I want! Why do you care?”

Isaac kept himself calm. “Sharp–tongued, aren’t you?” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Irene pursed his lips. “I would never hope to match you in that department, Mr. Jefferson! Why did you even take me here? Am I your prisoner?!”

“Mr. Jefferson, you say?!” Isaac growled.

Anger appeared on his face, and it looked just like the omen of an impending storm!

He did not like being called that—and very much so!