The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Irene decided that she would be out online if she kept her place as Mrs. Jefferson.

Nearby, the leaves on a tree were rustling from the touch of a slightly chill breeze. It was the early days of autumn, and the sun was much milder.

Tightening her clothes, she hurried along, having planned to cook dinner for Isaac tonight before asking for a divorce.

That was when a car suddenly screeched to a halt, blocking her path while several men quickly alighted. Without saying a word, one of them pulled a black sack over her head while another clasped a hand over her mouth, dragging her into the car before speeding off.

“Oof-” Irene was immobile and completely under their control. There was no telling how long had passed when she was finally dragged out of the car. Although the black sack still kept her blind, no one was keeping her from talking. “Who are you people? Why did you kidnap me?” “CLOUD B, 778VQ-that’s your car, isn’t it?” “Yes,” Irene replied. Her mother had spent all her savings to buy her that SUV when she got a job, saying that it was to make going to work convenient. She had always been driving it as well, but left it at Spencer Mansion ever since she married Isaac.

“What’s the-”

Before she could finish her question, however, one of the men kicked her viciously, and she curled into herself while trembling in pain.

“What are you… Argh!” In no time at all, she was being hit in the back, her feet, and her hip. She was being clobbered, and she arched her back to shield her belly even as she groaned in pain! “Who are you people…?” She was trembling and sweating bullets, barely having the strength to speak. “Why are you doing this…?” “It’s your own fault for not keeping your eyes on the road and for running away after that car crash.”

Irene was dumbstruck. “I haven’t driven that car in two months…”

“Don’t lie. We’ve checked-that SUV was registered under your name.”

A foot then launched toward her belly twice.

Irene tried her best to shield her stomach, but she did not manage to protect her child. She could feel the dull pain in her belly already. “Don’t you know who you’ve hit? That was Mr. Jefferson’s car! You must have a death