The Runaway Groom

Chapter 37

Irene raised her chin defiantly because she must.

“No,” she retorted. Giving in, Isaac explained, “There’s nothing between us, but I have to offer her special privileges after certain things happened-thats all.”

It was outrageous that he would explain himself to anyone, but ever since he learned that Whitney had a boyfriend, he felt nothing for her ever again. The night they shared? The tender moment? All those sentiment, gone!

All he felt for her now was tolerance, just because she had saved him that night. Feelings had nothing to do with it!

At the same time, Irene’s eyes widened as if she had discovered some incredible secret.

So he was just being nice because he owed her-there was no sentiment involved.

She grinned, a marvelous idea occurring to her just then. Isaac frowned. “What are you smiling at?”

was gentle like never

at her, puzzled and wondering why

enthusiasm continued to the next

as to ask Mrs. Watson about what Isaac liked the eagerness to please him was

breakfast that looked exceedingly scrumptious, and he quickly

the fried egg she made, chewed a little before saying seriously, “It’s fine. Mrs. Watson cooks better.” Irene wanted to roll her eyes then–how could fried eggs taste different? Did he somehow identify two different flavors? Still, she needed his help, so she maintained her smile. “I’ll keep

was finished, and picked up his napkin to wipe his

I’m leaving soon.” “Could you give me a

a vengeful bitch… and he somehow liked it? Still, he agreed to it, and she

interest of men, and Isaac was no exception. While

but today, he was driving a limited-edition

was at once noble and ostentatious, and its very presence was intimidating! Still, Irene did not feel awkward despite Isaac seeing through her