The Runaway Groom

Chapter 191

“I’m busy. Get back to work,” Isaac snapped impatiently.

Kathy, however, was still not giving up. “Your grandfather is asking us to go. He’s probably-”

“I will talk to him myself,” Isaac said and started to leave his office, heading to the conference room since he was reluctant to stay and talk to her.

She quickly gave chase and asked, “Why are you being so cold to me?”

Isaac wheeled on her, frowning. “What, giving you a job isn’t enough? Am I supposed to take care of you for the rest of your life now?”

Kathy was stumped for a moment, and she quickly explained, “No… I just heard from your grandfather that I saved you, and that’s why you had my silver crucifix. I remember saving a drowning boy as a child, too–aren’t you being a little cold to your savior?”

“Then what do you think I should do?” Isaac asked coolly in return, chuckling and dissing even before she could reply. “I gave you a job for that, or is that not enough? What more do you want?”

Kathy shook her head. “I don’t want anything—”

“If that’s the case, then go back to work and don’t stray out of line. Also, I’ll have your department manager deliver necessary documents to me himself. You don’t have to show up ever again.”

was not showing her any

his mind, and he often dreamed about seeing those eyes of

but his heart was completely unaffected–those

she had her motives, and keeping her now was

Kathy’s fair cheeks turned ashen and then darkened in an utterly

manage to lose way more than

fail to bridge the gap between herself and Isaac, but he was now also basically sick of

“Mr. Jefferson…”

however, simply ignored

there, her chest heaving and her body

conference room, Isaac beckoned at Stan and quietly

was left taken aback. What could have gotten into

why did it seem like there was no end to all this

offend you?” he asked, hoping

“What, are you really that interested in my private life? Perhaps we should sit down together, and

“It’s fine, sir.

took the