The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 821

Irene lifted a brow and wondered to herself if Isaac was a frequent guest here.

Why else would the man greet him so warmly?

Still, she had yet to find what this place was for.

“And who might this lovely lady be?” the man asked, turning towards Irene just then—this was the first time Isaac brought a woman here.

“My wife.” Isaac nodded slightly. “Please show us the way to the horse stables.”

Irene’s eyes widened and turned in surprise toward Isaac, asking softly, “Are we riding horses?”

“Yeah. So? Are you afraid?” Isaac asked.

Horse-riding was certainly a novelty for Irene since she had never done it before.

However, she wielded scalpels and cut people open, starting out with corpses while she was an intern.

In that sense, what was there to fear about horses?

Spurred by her ego, she reared her chin. “Don’t underestimate me.”

Isaac chuckled. “Sure.”

They headed into the building and took a small cart to the stables.

the stables. There were forty stalls arranged in four rows, and each horse’s fur was a lustrous sheen

tell that they were all good

them then—he was waiting there after learning about

and Irene, he said, “I did hear that

to Irene, he continued, “Mr. Jefferson has never brought women here before, and to think that the first would be his wife! Do come by more

leaned in to whisper beside her

said, “It’s my first time, so do pick a more

to me.” Carl smiled and turned towards

“Good,” Isaac said flatly.

and Isaac had a private room to himself

his own rider apparel, though an attendant

was certainly top of the line, and the riding apparel fit

black while

look terrible if it did not

were a perfect match too: white shirt, red vest,

to the stables, Carl had already picked

of fur on its head that resembled a lightning bolt—Isaac

you need help?”

shook her head—she wanted

their horses

were not in an open field now, the greenery here was

groundskeepers must tend

come here often?” Irene

often,” Isaac replied—this had been one of