The Runaway Groom Chapter 789

Isaac looked up and held Irene’s gaze for seconds. “You’ll find out eventually.”

Irene frowned. “Acting all hush-hush would just make me more curious.”

“Get over here.” Isaac put down his knife and fork then, and reclined slightly in his chair.

Irene hesitated for a moment before walking around the table to him.

He took her hand and pulled, and she fell on his lap.

Putting his hand around her waist, he asked, “When did you learn Franconian?”

“While I was in school,” Irene replied.

There was a flash of admiration in Isaac’s eyes as she leaned on his shoulder and added, “I guess my dad was right.”

Lionel Spencer might have disregarded her feelings and even coerced her to do things she did not like, but it was too evident that looks were not everything for the companion of a successful man.

Even if she was not his equal, she at least needed some extent of knowledge and culture.

She suddenly thought that it would have been great if Lionel were still alive—he would most certainly be overjoyed to see them getting together for real.

mind?” Isaac asked, having seen that she

quickly composing herself. She then picked up a shrimp, peeled it, and slowly chewed it, savoring the fresh soft

it as well, and held it

leaned in and whispered

blinked and stared at

she not

asked blankly, “Am I doing something

in his eye as he smiled faintly. “I’ll teach

bit the piece of shrimp, holding it in his mouth and aiming

he delivered the shrimp

for a while, but feigned composure and said, “It’s just

she quickly tried to change the subject.

sleeping here for the night before

“Okay.” Irene nodded.

to her feet, but Isaac’s hands

Irene quickly fled. “Nope!”

their room first and Isaac followed, getting in their large, soft

“Irene.”

out of

up to meet his eyes.

hold around her. “I’m

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