The Runaway Groom

Chapter 867

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The Runaway Groom Chapter 867

Despite her surprise, Irene quickly pulled Erin Gooding into the mansion.

“When did you come back?” she asked.

“Just got off the plane,” Erin said, looking inside the mansion. “You have guests?”

Irene pulled her along and made the introductions. “This is Lulu, my best friend, and this is Martin. He’s a cop.”

Erin nodded at them. “Hello.”

Lulu smiled in return, but noticed that Erin was a lot more quiet than before.

She certainly was less adorably energetic after what happened.

Lulu got to her feet. “It’s been a while since I’ve been in Cloud City, and I was thinking I should show Martin

around.”

She excused herself since Irene had another visitor, and Irene nodded since she was not sure if Erin had something

private to ask.

As she walked with Lulu out of the mansion, she locked arms with her and said, “Come over and have dinner with

us. We have yet to catch up even though you’re back.”

“Yeah,” Lulu promised.

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Irene had her old chauffeur drive them, since it was inconvenient to travel around these parts without a car.

“I’ll have my chauffeur drive you around for the day, too. Remember, you’re pregnant,” Irene told her.

Lulu accepted her gesture of goodwill. “Thank you.”

“Oh, I should be thanking you—you really saved my skin, y’know?” Irene smiled, and closed the door, watching

them leave before returning inside the mansion to Erin.

“Water?” she asked Erin.

Erin was getting thirsty.

“What would you like to drink?” Irene asked.

“Fruit juice would do,” Erin said.

Irene poured a glass of apple juice Mrs. Watson squeezed and kept refrigerated, while she poured herself some

cranberry juice.

As she sat, she stared at Erin as she asked, “Did you come back to visit James?”

Erin lowered her head. “Yeah. He’s been busy lately, so I thought I should check on him.”

Irene’s fingers clenched over her cranberry juice, feeling cold inside even as she spoke to Erin.

She felt guilty toward Erin, and that guilt might stay with her for the rest of her life.

Moreover, James had been very busy lately because of Irene as well, and she started to feel that she had always

been troubling others.

Still, Erin seemed “What is it, Irene?”

Irene quickly shook her head.

“It’s nothing. I was just thinking about something and got distracted,” she said, sitting beside Erin and taking her

hands in hers. “I’m so happy you made up with James.”

Erin pursed her lips. “I really love him… but I also think I don’t deserve him now.”

Irene had no idea how to comfort Erin—words were pale and empty when it came to the pain Erin had gone

through.

“Maybe time mends everything,” Irene said flatly.

Erin looked into the distance, her gaze unfocused. “Maybe. I envy you and my brother.”

She believed that Irene and Isaac’s lives were blissful and then some.

Irene certainly agreed that she was happy now.

Even so…

Changing the subject just then, Irene asked, “Will you be staying for a few days?”

Erin shook her head. “I only applied for a day’s leave.”

She would leave once she checked on James.

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…

While Erin stayed home and babysat Irene’s baby, Irene and Sheryl left to go shopping—they needed more and

better ingredients since they were expecting guests.

While Irene pushed a trolley along, she whipped out her phone to call Isaac.

“Yeah?” His deep voice spoke from the other end.

“Are you busy? Can you come home earlier?” Irene asked.

“Why? Is something the matter?”

“Yeah. I’ve invited Lulu over for dinner, and Erin just returned and she’s at our home too. Please bring James along,

so that we can surprise him.”

“Okay.”

Irene then remembered something, and asked, “By the way, what’s the situation with Dennis Turner’s case?”

“I’ll tell you when I come home,” Isaac said, and hung up.

Speechless, Irene was left staring at the screen.

Honestly, this man…

…

Still, when it was 6 PM…

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