The Runaway Groom

Chapter 678

Isaac's mind traveled to the past even as he spoke-he would never forget that day no matter how long had passed since.

On the other hand, Irene seemed to grow in anticipation as she looked at the chest she was holding, as if realizing something.

She slowly opened it and froze!

That was the silver crucifix she lost!

She remembered it clearly-her grandfather had given it to her, and she had it on since she was a year old!

It was not pure silver either, but almost a dirty hue, and the sculpting of the J-man was absolutely lifelike.

As she picked it up and gripped it in her hands, Isaac never noticed that because he was caught in his own reverie.

He was afraid of water a while after that, but he was Isaac Jefferson-he would conquer any fear and certainly not allow himself to develop any phobia!

"A girl saved you, right? Actually, it was not her. Her grandfather arrived in time too, or she might have drowned together with that boy in that pool.’

Isaac looked up, his dark pupils twitching.

He was astounded.

How did she know?

just as young as he had been-she would never be able

was such an intricate

was Henry Jefferson's chauffeur, and his presence

realized then that Irene was

had really happened

you for so long,”

kill you, but he didn't want any trouble. That's why he told me no to say anything and he kept his silence too, even until

their eyes met, Irene

was left with a messy

they were destined to be

But he soon rejoiced.

was her-always had

crucifix, she said, "I'll give this to

his arms then. "I would have shown you so much earlier

his neck, smiling, "It's

young, and

smiled and gave her a peck on

that mean I owe you

mean, one?" Irene said as she rested her cheek on his shoulder. "Make up

its circles of halation,

grinned. "What would you