The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 838

Over at Jefferson Manor, Henry Jefferson's funeral was over, and it was now time to deal with Ian Jefferson.

Once James learned that Ian was the one who sent those thugs from before, he unleashed all his fury and indignation on Ian.

Isaac's phone happened to ring at the time, and as he took it out to answer it, James's fist landed squarely on the bridge of Ian's nose, shattering it and making him scream.

Irene heard it even as Isaac started to head outside.

"Yeah?"

Irene was relieved to hear him answer. "What was that?"

"Just James venting," he flatly replied.

Irene quickly understood what had happened and did not ask anything else.

"I might be home late tonight," he added.

"Oh," Irene murmured. "Actually, I was just going to tell you that there's no one at home. We're all out."

"I see. Head home soon, though."

"Okay."

"Shall I hang up now?" Isaac asked after a brief silence.

"Okay."

…

As they alighted, Tommy held Irene's hand as they headed into the mansion, saying, "I'm so happy, Mommy."

Irene lowered her gaze at him. "You're happy because we went out?"

"Yes." Tommy nodded, his head bobbing like a bird's. "Let's go out more, I'll be even happier."

Irene gave his little hand a squeeze. "Alright."

Tommy was so happy he was skipping all the way, and Irene smiled as she watched him on cloud nine.

Maybe staying home for the children was not that bad—her sons would at least be happy, would they not?

She even bathed both children for the day before coaxing them to sleep.

It was 9 PM when everything was done. Tommy put on his bear pajamas, sitting on the bed as he played with the paper windmill they bought from the amusement park.

He puffed at it, propelling that flap even as Irene tried to get him to sleep. "It's almost ten. Time to sleep—you can play with it tomorrow too."

Tommy reluctantly lay down then, but he was still holding the paper windmill.

Irene pulled his blanket over him and gave him a peck on the forehead. "Good boy."

Tommy beamed happily and closed his eyes obediently.