The Runaway Groom

Chapter 402

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..

it up and

Isaac in Tommy’s bedroom. She stood at the doorway. without entering,

in bed, staring blankly

her eyes and pretended that she was sleeping when she

at once–she was not sure how to face him, and she was worried about being. awkward along with

and heard his footsteps before feeling his

reach out to her in bed

she was close enough to hear him breathe, there seemed to be miles between

sleep, she stayed up the

could not tell if Isaac fell asleep, only

had already packed his luggage, and

his tailored black suit, which accentuated his figure perfectly. from his broad shoulders down to his long legs. Even from the side, his facial features were

from the back

watching

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

I will,” Mrs. Watson

go,” he

he paused for a moment–but

hand, Irene’s fingers clenched over the

wanted so much to run toward

and stayed in her

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