The Runaway Groom

Chapter 409

As Isaac made his way towards Irene, her expression stiffened further, and her fingers dug further into her skirt

They were no strangers, but she was so nervous she could not speak.

She missed him so much too, but she wanted to run away as he approached.

“You’re going to leave your skirt wrinkled and unseemly if you keep creasing it,” Isaac said as he reached her, and reached out to pry her fingers off her skirt.

Feeling the coolness of her fingertips, he asked softly, “Are you cold?”

Flustered, Irene nodded, and then shook her head.

Isaac smiled. “It’s not the first time you’re meeting me. Why are you so nervous? Anyone who didn’t know better would think I’m bullying you.”

Irene lowered her gaze. “No… I’m just surprised you suddenly came back.”

Isaac lifted her chin and smiled faintly, “You pretty yourself so much. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

He was being so tender, and yet she felt that there was something between them.

“Come ib, let’s go in.” He lifted her hand and put it around his arm.

did her best to

replied–there were still things to be

disappointed. Was he deliberately

days since he left, but he was still

you’re going to leave again?” She tried to sound as calm

a moment. “I won’t leave if you don’t want

him to

when she was busy with work

keeping him with her would not

both needed time–he needed it,

as she kept all her reluctant bitterness restrained at a little corner of her heart, she

her gaze for seconds. “Not

making money for the family,” she joked. “I won’t have anything to waste if I

chuckled. “Becoming a

bright, starry gaze was sparkling and clear as her eyes narrowed from

with it. Reaching out to brush the dangling lock of hair

smiled in earnest then–any woman would be flattered by their

wedding–was grand and lively. The Slates and the Lindts carried influence in Cloud City, and a strategic marriage between their children naturally drew

placed outside the front entrance, dressed