The Runaway Groom

Chapter 29 Irene froze when she saw Isaac‘s burly figure entering the room.

At the same time, Mark got up and greeted Isaac respectfully. “Mr. Jefferson.”

Somehow, Isaac‘s eyes darted past Mark‘s face and landed on Irene.

Ever since he knew her, she never put on any makeup, and her usual sense of fashion tended to be conservative.

In fact, he never saw her in anything with straps–but now, she wore a dress so red it seemed to accentuate the blush in her skin.

Mark noticed that Irene was not moving, and reached out to tug at her. “Come on, please stand and greet Mr. Jefferson.”

However, when Mark‘s fingers touched Irene‘s hand, Isaac‘s expression darkened. If he was not sane, he would have rushed forward and pulled Irene toward himself.

At the same time, Irene stood up, her dress accentuating her perfect figure, adding layers to her coquettish side for no reason.

Batting his eyelashes, there was a brief flash that quickly disappeared from Isaac’s eyes.

On the other hand, Irene was nervous–she did not expect that they were going to meet Isaac! If she did, she would never have agreed to this!

“Mr. Jefferson...” she stammered.

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introduced her, and beckoned

sweating bullets from her palms, just as she was unsure why

her, bullying her and compelling her to

pretended not to know him and pulled out a chair

sat, Irene was about to leave when Isaac caught her by

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when it came to beauties hovering around

most parties who had a favor to ask tended to have something like this ready–these ladies

wife, reduced to

Hmph.

darkly, even as Irene

to crush her wrist.

grip and turn to run. However, she would draw Mark‘s attention if she did, so she had to stay and flash pretty smiles, or even

was standing behind Isaac, glanced at Irene just then, while wondering what she was

if they found out that she was his

up at Irene coldly then, and turned

you bring a woman like

Isaac was interested in Irene.” She‘s a dance instructor at my wife‘s dance school, and I thought she could

“Dance instructor?”

doctor? How

like to see her dance?” Mark

a napkin then. His hands were

rose to his feet