The Runaway Groom

Chapter 977

Zachary refused to answer, leaving Irene unable to stay composed at all.

He knew Isaac much earlier than she did, and she scarcely knew a thing about his past.

What was Zachary trying to say?

[Explain yourself, Zachary Slate! What were you trying to say?!]

Zachary simply lay in bed, lifting a brow when his phone jingled with a notification, but he did not check it.

He knew that Irene was flustered-and certainly had the capacity for it.

As it turned out, no one could stay unaffected when something like that happened to them.

He certainly did not believe in empathy—one had to experience the same anguish as the person to really know how it felt, and those who had never gone through it would never understand it.

Meanwhile, his phone kept jingling, and he finally picked it up for a look.

[Zachary Slate!]

[Zachary Slate!!!]

spammed with his own

to his feet and answered

since she did not expect him to suddenly

surprise, she was glaring

grinned. "Want to

bluntly, "What were you

"Nothing," Zachary replied flatly.

stumped, he poured her a glass of water. "Here. You need to cool

at all cagey as

were saying that liking a person is self-indulgent, whereas love is self-restraint. And you believe

Irene nodded. "Yes."

of those two is how Isaac feels about you?" Zachary asked, studying her just

as she asked, "That's what you

how things were between her and Isaac when

Isaac had been self-indulgent or restrained

between her and Isaac, but they were discussing the question

was certainly not merely being self-indulgent when it

only liked her

to her feet and walked up to Zachary,

thought she would say something to him, she