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.

arranged in four rows, and each horse’s fur

could tell that they were all good

was waiting there after learning about

and Irene, he said, “I

“Mr. Jefferson has never brought women here before, and to think that the first would be his wife!

nodded politely, Isaac leaned in to

nodded in realization, and she said, “It’s my first time, so do pick a more docile steed for

me.” Carl smiled and turned towards

“Good,” Isaac said flatly.

was a building to the rear, and Isaac had a private room to himself

even had his own rider apparel, though an attendant soon delivered Irene’s soon after

top of the line, and the riding

black while hers

it did not suit the person, Irene

perfect match too: white shirt, red vest, red pants, and

stables, Carl had already picked them two horses: one white and one

one had a white patch of fur on its head that resembled a lightning bolt—Isaac usually

you need help?”

her head—she wanted to

was delightful just seeing riders spurred their horses to gallop overcast open plains on

were not in an open field now, the greenery here was a vibrant emerald and

groundskeepers must tend to the grasscape

to come

Not often,” Isaac replied—this had been

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