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!!!]

being spammed with his

he slowly got to his feet and answered

stunned, since she did not

after the initial surprise, she

grinned. "Want to come

asked bluntly, "What were

"Nothing," Zachary replied flatly.

he poured her a glass of water.

it and entered his room, not at all cagey as she planted herself on the

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

Irene nodded. "Yes."

let me ask you this—which of those two is how Isaac feels about you?" Zachary asked,

as she asked, "That's what you

how things were between her

whether Isaac had been self-indulgent or restrained around

not as if Zachary wanted to drive a wedge between her and

merely being self-indulgent when it came

Isaac only

and walked

thought she would say something to him, she stayed silent