The Runaway Groom

Chapter 787

The Runaway Groom Chapter 787

Irene turned toward the person, who said, “Mrs. Jefferson? Mr. Jefferson has instructed me to bring you to the break room.”

Irene did not buy it right away, but instead turned toward Isaac.

He happened to be looking her way, and nodded slightly—a gesture to say that he had arranged it.

Relieved, Irene told the man, “Thank you.”

“If you’d please follow me…” The man said gentlemanly, and led the way.

The break room was vast and decorated grandly ust like the hall, and Irene quickly took a seat on the couch inside.

She wanted to rub her ankles but stopped herself, finding it inappropriate.

“Would you like something to drink?”

“Juice, please,” she replied.

“Sure,” the attendant replied respectfully, and soon brought her a glass of grape juice.

Putting it down, he said, “Just give me a shout if you need anything else, ma’am. I’ll be outside.”

“Thank you,” Irene said.

The attendant closed the door as he left, but Irene could not relax—it was an unfamiliar environment and she felt insecure.

against the couch to rest, just so that she did

was about to fall asleep when the door

saw that it was Isaac entering. “Sorry to keep

shook her head. “It’s

“Let’s go.”

Irene got up, Isaac put a hand around

or less,” she

it down unless it’s

not want his business affected

they returned to their car. “I want

fruit juice throughout the event that lasted from noon to evening, and was at once tired, sleepy,

“Sure,” Isaac told her.

miserable as she asked, “Can I take

“What?”

then, and she lifted them into the air. “I’m not used to high heels. I think I have

“Yeah, let’s get them

and massaged her feet.

head. “It’s not

to it, but she probably would get used

watched him massage her feet, a warm feeling gushed in

in return, “You meant I

nodded. “You tried to

Isaac clearing his throat to glaze

and he had yet to fall

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