The Runaway Groom

Chapter 123

Moneypenny walked up to Henry. “Sir, don’t you think Master Isaac looks a little upset?”

Henry sighed. “What, can’t you tell?”

Isaac’s stance was only too obvious!

Moneypenny then offered a theory.

“Perhaps he is refusing because he fell in love?”

Henry naturally picked up on it too. “This is all on me. I never did check on Irene Spencer thoroughly before I arranged for her to marry Isaac. And now, it’s going to be difficult to get him to divorce her.”

“You know his temper,” Moneypenny pointed out. “Things will only get difficult if he really doesn’t want a divorce.”

“Not exactly,” Henry countered. “Did you forget that he has an Achilles’ heel?”

Moneypenny was puzzled. “Are you referring to that?”

“Yes. He had always been obsessed with it-the silver crucifix of the girl who had saved him when he was ten, when he fell in the pool. He tried looking for her, and I helped too, but we never could because there were too many people visiting our house on that day.”

“But if we can’t find her after so many years, there’s surely no reason we’re able to do so now?

Moneypenny asked.

”

him a look. “That’s not the point. The point is to get

Moneypenny appeared confused.

Henry chuckled. “We just have to find a girl we can count on, and have her tell him that she’s the one he was

would Master Isaac buy

he remember? We just have to tell our girl every detail we know, and Isaac will buy it

“Yes, but if she showed up out of the blue, Master Isaac would be sharp enough to catch on. Just

was true. “What do you think we

difficult,” Moneypenny replied. “First, we embed a girl you appreciate in Master Isaac’s orbit, and have her inadvertently reveal that she had been here in the past and saved a boy. That way, Master

of approval-it was a good idea, but the question now

fish in the sea, sir,” Moneypenny replied when Henry asked. “You can take

Zachary. He had been drinking himself silly for a while now,

something to comfort him, but could not find the right words,

and grabbing himself another bottle. As he sat, he missed the couch and

“Tell me, Irene… What’s

her lips.

she, after all? Lulu was never

a sip as well, Zachary was mumbling blankly while misery showed in his eyes. She betrayed me… married another man and even had a child. Have you

he gestured with his hands.

in silence, suddenly able to understand Zachary’s

her soon,

feel that way-to harbor such unnecessary