The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Zachary poured Irene a glass of water, and she drank half of it to ease the dryness of her throat. She felt a little just then better, but she was still aching all over. “What happened? Who did that to you?” Zachary asked, unable to hold back his indignation and firing a guess. “Could it be Whitney?” Irene shook her head-she would have believed that herself, if her mother did not tell her that Ricky was driving her car. But now, everything was clear: Ricky was driving her car, and got into a car accident involving Isaac. The concerned departments would have gotten involved if it had been serious, but Isaac had decided to punish whom he presumed to be the culprit-meaning he was either seriously hurt, or very pissed off. The thought that she was assaulted because her stepbrother was involved in an accident left her feeling especially indignant. “Zachary, I’ve made up my mind, I’ll divorce Isaac soon,” she said quietly. “I’ve lost one of my children, and the other might not be safe if I stayed with him. I’ll come clean about my pregnancy too.” Zachary nodded. “You’re doing the right thing.” He was not actually obsessed with making Irene divorce Isaac, but they had their own children now-that alone set an inseparable rift between them. In fact, they had so many obstacles between them they would always have trouble letting their relationship bloom, and any chance they had was gone after Whitney and Irene got pregnant.

“I’m sure Isaac wouldn’t force Whitney to get an abortion not matter how much he hates her.” Zachary spoke what was on his mind then.

Irene pursed her lips. “What are you talking about? Would he have gotten her pregnant if he hates her?”

To think that she stupidly bought Isaac’s claims that he felt nothing for Whitney at the time… when they were already parents! Who knew? He might just be the type who thinks with his loins. Still, she sighed and decided that she had no right to say anything against him.

That was why she did not feel grief over that — none of it mattered to her now.