The Runaway Groom

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.

on your mind?” Isaac asked, having seen that she was

Irene replied, shaking her head and quickly composing herself. She then picked up a shrimp, peeled

and held

and whispered into his

stared at the shrimp

she not doing just

“Am I doing something

had a twinkle in his eye as he

it in his mouth and aiming it

Irene’s eyes widened, he delivered the

while, but feigned composure and

quickly tried to change the subject.

Stan arrange everything—we’ll be sleeping here for the night before heading to Minerva tomorrow, and then

“Okay.” Irene nodded.

to her feet, but Isaac’s hands around her

Irene quickly fled. “Nope!”

first and Isaac followed, getting in their large, soft bed and wrapping his arms around her

“Irene.”

name out of the blue, his tone suddenly

up to meet his

her. “I’m happy you came