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.

the couch to rest, just so that she did not

she was about to fall asleep when

wide awake and saw that it was Isaac entering.

her head.

“Let’s go.”

around her and asked

or less,” she

“I’ll try to turn it down unless it’s absolutely necessary

did not want

blanket over herself when they returned to their

throughout the event that lasted from

“Sure,” Isaac told her.

him then, looking miserable as she asked, “Can I take off

“What?”

and she lifted them into the air. “I’m

“Yeah, let’s

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

head. “It’s

was not accustomed to it, but she probably would get used

her feet, a warm feeling gushed in her heart and she leaned forward to hug him.

in return, “You meant

“You tried to

mentioning the past left Isaac clearing his throat to glaze over

and he had yet to fall for her, so he naturally was a little

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