The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 227

Irene was shaking with rage.

She put down Tommy and suddenly dashed toward Ian.

She moved so quickly that before anyone noticed or could move to stop her, she had reached him and slapped him

across the face!

The ensuing smack seemed to echo in the container, and everyone froze!

Irene had struck Ian so hard her palm turned numb—she

had struck him as hard as she could!

“Irene Spencer!” Robin yelled, running up and shoving Irene when she saw her beloved being struck. “How dare you touch him?!”

“Why wouldn’t I?!” Irene’s eyes were red. “I will kill him if anything happens to Tommy!”

“And I’ll kill you if you do!” Robin yelled back, her eyes bulging furiously.

After learning that Ian had broken up with her just to protect her, she fell deeper in love and was now willing to Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

kill for him!

That was when Isaac walked up, pushing Robin aside, and

strode toward Irene with the look of a frenzied beast.

Irene took a step back warily. “Take it up with Isaac Jefferson if you have a beef with him! Do you think you’re a man, abducting an infant?”

Ian simply narrowed his eyes.

The red palm print on his face was ever distinct as he smiled. “No one’s ever slapped me. Did you think I’d ? forgive you?”

Irene reared her chin at him, not yielding despite her clear disadvantage. “Did you, after you hurt my child?”

Ian cracked his knuckles just then, his veins bulging over the back of his hand, and laughed despite his rage. “Fine, I don’t lay a finger on women anyway – but I can make you wish you were dead, while humiliating Isaac at the same time.”

Irene felt the ominous intent, and had to suppress her terror right then. “What are you doing?”

“Paying you back for the slap,” Ian said darkly, and turned toward his crew. “You can have her, boys– that’s a pretty face if I ever saw one. Show her some proper love now, because you’re having the honor of bagging a

woman who slept with Isaac Jefferson!”

With that, he put a hand around Robin’s waist and said, Let’s go.”

Just as he stepped outside, he stopped and told the crew, Don’t disappoint me, and remember to record it. I have to show everyone that Isaac’s woman is available to the public–and he’s nothing but a cuck!”

“We’re related, Ian Jefferson!” Irene snapped.

She was attempting to make Ian eat his words, even though she knew there was not much of a chance – she was just desperate.

To no one’s surprise, Ian simply snorted. “So what if we are? Isaac and I stand apart. Did you think you carry weight around here?”

Ian’s crew leered and ogled her then, as if ready to lunge and devour her at any moment, leaving her retreating in

fear.

“Wait, what about Henry?” Irene asked, suddenly

remembering about the eldest Jefferson.

“Who, my grandfather?” Ian laughed in disdain. “Doesn’t matter who you cry to for help -I’m the alpha and the omega on this ship, and that old man’s already left!

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