The Runaway Groom

Chapter 261

As Isaac kept laughing, Irene was left mystified. “What are you laughing about? Me?”

“No,” Isaac replied. “I’m laughing at myself for falling for your dad’s ploy.”

Irene was silent for a while, and laughed as well when she

came to a realization.

“You like that about me?” she asked. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“I do,” Isaac said, composing himself as he continued, ” And I like that it’s you.”

Even if Irene knew none of that, he would have fallen for her anyway. Knowing that simply made her a more

colorful personality.

Irene naturally did not try to nitpick, since it was her either way.

“She may have been foiled this time,” she said, returning the conversation to Robin. “There’s no telling what she’ll be up to next.”

“I’ll have Stan keep an eye on the Jeffersons,” Isaac

replied calmly and quietly-as if they didn’t matter to

him.

Irene knew she couldn’t be of help when it came to work. “I’ll do my best to not get in the way.”

“Right, I should go to the hospital,” she added, since she had yet to check on Ricky. “I know you hate him because he poisoned Tommy, and I do too. But my father

entrusted his care to me, so I can’t abandon him.”

Isaac didn’t respond, but drove her to the hospital

anyway.

They soon arrived. Knowing that Isaac would not want to see Ricky, Irene said, “I might stay for a while. You should go.”

Isaac certainly didn’t want to see Ricky, and so said, “I’ll tell Jimmy to come take you home.”

“Okay,” Irene replied, and stayed at the entrance, watching as Isaac drove off before heading inside.

Irene called Sheryl, and quickly found Ricky’s ward. When she entered and found him lying in bed, she saw that his face was still swollen, his right eye purple, and his arms and feet were all bandaged.

Irene certainly knows Isaac’s methods-she was once his victim, after all.

“How are you feeling?” she asked.

He was awake, and when he saw her, he quickly asked, Did you know?”

Irene knew he was referring to Isaac sending his people to beat him up.

“I didn’t,” she admitted.

Ricky scowled anyone would feel miserable after getting beaten up.

Walking up beside his bed and pulling out a chair to sit, Irene asked, “How bad is it? What did the doctors say?”

Ricky didn’t answer, and instead held her gaze and asked, “Would you have stopped him if you knew?”

Irene turned quiet, because she had no idea.

However, Ricky didn’t seem to blame her since her son

came first.

“One broken arm, while the other are just bumps and bruises. I guess Isaac just wanted to rough me up a little as reprisal for Tommy. He wasn’t trying to kill me.”

“Alright,” Irene said and helped him pull his blanket up to his shoulders. “I’ll keep things together at Spencer

Holdings for now.”

Ricky nodded. “Okay.”

That was when his phone suddenly vibrated. Instead of checking it, he told Irene, “I’m thirsty. Can you get me a glass of water?”

“Okay.” Irene went over to the thermos flask nearby, but it was empty. “I’ll get it from the dispenser outside.

Ricky nodded. After Irene left, he whipped out his phone

to see that it was another text from that anonymous

sender.

[Do you want to see your mother?]

Ricky replied without hesitation: [Can I?]

[You didn’t succeed in your task, but you at least did it. I’m kind enough to let you meet her.]

[Thank you.]

[12 a.m., Timberwest Road. The Equestrian Club behind.]

[Okay.]

Ricky was actually thrilled -he had been worried about

Samantha all this while.

She was safe in prison, but it wasn’t the case now that she

was out.

Irene happened to return just then and saw the look on his face, and asked, “Did something good happen? You look lively.”