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.

to rest, just so that she did not have

was about to fall asleep when

awake and saw that it was Isaac entering. “Sorry to keep you

her head.

“Let’s go.”

up, Isaac put a hand around her and asked her softly, “That boring,

less,” she

it down unless it’s absolutely

him—she did not want his business

a blanket over herself when they returned to their car. “I want to take

event that lasted from noon to

“Sure,” Isaac told her.

then, looking miserable as

“What?”

the air. “I’m not used to high heels. I

“Yeah, let’s

for her, and massaged her feet. “Why didn’t you say

“It’s not

but she probably would get used to it once she wore it a few

a warm feeling gushed in her heart and she leaned forward

asked in return,

nodded. “You tried

past left Isaac clearing his throat to glaze

fall for her, so he naturally was a

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