The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 477

Irene froze.

Isaac had a towel around his waist, but his entire body was still wet, and... there was a scarlet rash over every inch

of his skin.

Surprised, she asked, "What happened?'

"That's my question. What did you put in my bath?" Isaac was frowning- the rash itched so badly!

Irene quickly spoke into her phone. "Something just came up. I'll talk to you later."

With that, she hung up and hurried into the bathroom and checked the bath, and somehow fished out a substance

that could cause oversensitive skin.

But she never put it in... How did it get in there?

"Don't scratch," Irene told Isaac when she stepped out. "Just wait here. I'll get you an ointment-"

However, Isaac grabbed her by the neck before she could leave, a menacing air spilling out of him as he growled,

"You did this, didn't you?"

Irene was suffocating and instinctively shielded her belly. "I have no reason to hurt you, Mr. Jefferson," she gasped.

"It does me no good-there's a misunderstanding here, believe me."

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Isaac, however, was unmoved, and his fingers continued to clench over her neck.

Even as her cheeks flushed a crimson, she gasped, "Please... give me a chance to prove it..."

Knock, knock-

Someone was suddenly knocking on Isaac's door.

He released her then, while the menacing air around him faded. "You'd better not have messed with me, or I'll

destroy you!"

Irene was wheezing, but she calmly answered, "If I meant to harm you, you'd be dead instead of getting just a

rash."

There was such confidence in her voice that Isaac narrowed his eyes.

Knock, knock-

Whoever was outside knocked on the door again, more urgently this time. Isaac walked over to get the door, and

opened it to see that it was Harvey. He had heard Isaac's voice over the phone, and knew right then that they were

together.

That was why he knocked on Isaac's door, and the instant it was opened, he looked inside to find Irene standing in

the living room.

"You really are on a self-destruction spiral, huh? Getting it on with someone as ugly as her?"

Bang!

The door was shut in his face so violently that it kicked up a storm, while the door itself almost hit Harvey squarely

in the face, missing it by bare inches.

He froze for a minute before he came to his senses and banged on the door violently. "Open up, Isaac! I mean it-do

it right now, or else!"

He was almost crazed because he did not want Irene to be alone with Isaac.

No matter how ugly she made herself look, Irene was still Irene-what if Isaac noticed?

Eventually, the door opened again, but this time it was Irene.

Harvey quickly smiled, but Irene shot him a glare before he could speak- they should pretend not to know each

other around others.

Harvey quickly caught the cue and promptly exclaimed, "Hey, who are you?"

Irene simply shut the door and headed toward the elevator.

Before Harvey could follow, however, James stepped out of his own room and shot him a warning look. "Don't think

about meddling."

Harvey smiled. "I'm not."

James simply ignored him and followed Irene into the elevator.

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Soon, they returned with the ointment, but Harvey was still waiting outside.

"You can go in now, Dr. Tanner," James told Irene, while he stayed outside to keep an eye on Harvey to stop him

from getting up to any mischief.

Irene glanced at Harvey but said nothing and she strode inside Isaac's room.

Isaac had already broken the skin on his neck from scratching and Irene stopped him. "I told you not to scratch it."

Isaac shot her a glare. "Try soaking in that crap. See if you can stop yourself."

Irene was speechless.

Fine.

If itching had levels and the natural maximum was ten, medication- induced itch would be twice worse.

She quickly brought out the itch medication and said, "You'll feel better with this.'

Isaac leveled a silent, wary stare at her, clear distrustful.

Irene hence rubbed some on her own skin. "See? I'm just fine-like I said, there's no point in me hurting you."

Isaac's became less tense than, and Irene started to rub the ointment on him.

It was icy to the touch, and Isaac felt the itch on his skin easing the instant it was applied.

However, Irene was working so seriously she did not notice the mole on her nose slipping.

Isaac inadvertently looked up just then and saw that!

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