The Runaway Groom

Chapter 37 Irene raised her chin defiantly because she must.

“No,” she retorted. Giving in, Isaac explained, “There’s nothing between us, but I have to offer her special privileges after certain things happened-thats all.”

It was outrageous that he would explain himself to anyone, but ever since he learned that Whitney had a boyfriend, he felt nothing for her ever again. The night they shared? The tender moment? All those sentiment, gone!

All he felt for her now was tolerance, just because she had saved him that night. Feelings had nothing to do with it!

At the same time, Irene’s eyes widened as if she had discovered some incredible secret.

So he was just being nice because he owed her-there was no sentiment involved.

She grinned, a marvelous idea occurring to her just then. Isaac frowned. “What are you smiling at?”

gentle like

puzzled and wondering

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far as to ask Mrs. Watson about what Isaac liked the eagerness to please him was

table, Isaac’s gaze swept over the breakfast that looked exceedingly scrumptious, and he quickly exposed her. “Tell me, then-what is

taste of my cooking? Do you like it?” Isaac took a bite of the fried egg she made, chewed a little before saying seriously, “It’s fine. Mrs. Watson cooks better.” Irene wanted to roll her eyes then–how could fried eggs taste different? Did

up his napkin

leaving soon.” “Could you give me a ride

through her right then but staying silent. She really was a vengeful bitch… and he somehow liked it? Still, he agreed

outside the mansion, Isaac’s car was already waiting Collecting cars had always been an interest of men, and Isaac was no exception. While he usually traveled in an MPV or

saw him take them out, but today, he was driving

intimidating! Still, Irene did not feel awkward despite Isaac seeing through her intentions, and she smiled