The Runaway Groom

Chapter 402

There was a clear twitch in Isaac’s calm gaze right then, as if he was hopeful about what Irene was going to say.

However, before Irene could tell him that Yvaine’s death had nothing to do with her, she remembered the letter Yvaine left her.

Caught in a dilemma just then, her lips trembled as she murmured, “I–I’m sorry. It was an accident… believe me.”

She hung her head with those quick words, and left the study as if fleeing.

Quickly hiding herself in the washroom, she pressed a hand firmly over chest to restrain herself. However, her nostrils were already moist and her tears were flowing without control.

She clasped a hand over her mouth to stop herself from crying out–so that no one would notice her misery.

Still, it took her a long while to compose herself,

At dinner, she sat away from Isaac, keeping her head down and not tasting her food at all.

Isaac never spoke, but he put a glass of milk Mrs. Watson prepared in front of her, and left the dining room.

Irene stared at the glass for a long while, spacing out.

Seeing that, Mrs. Watson urged her, “You should drink it while it’s warm.”

Irene came to her senses then, but as she turned back toward the milk, a crystalline tear trickled off her cheek and disappeared within the milk..

she picked it

headed back to her bedroom, she found Isaac in Tommy’s bedroom. She stood

a shower, she lay in bed, staring blankly at

quickly closed her eyes and pretended that she was sleeping when she heard Isaac open

struck her at once–she was not sure how to face him, and she was worried about being. awkward along with the pain of seeing his calm

shower, and heard his footsteps before feeling his

this, he would always reach out to her in

he simply lay beside her, and even though she was close enough to hear him breathe, there seemed to

she stayed

asleep, only that he woke early

Mrs. Watson had already packed his luggage, and James also

standing in the living room in his tailored black suit, which accentuated his figure perfectly. from his broad shoulders down to

looking at him from the back was enough to leave one

watching him from a slit on

told Mr. Watson, “She’s always busy, but make sure that

will,” Mrs.

he then told

however, he paused for a moment–but he did

other hand, Irene’s

run toward him

herself and stayed