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 never before, which left Isaac

at her, puzzled and wondering why she was acting so

Irene’s enthusiasm continued to

Watson about what Isaac liked the eagerness

by the dining table, Isaac’s gaze swept over the breakfast that looked exceedingly scrumptious, and he quickly exposed her. “Tell

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

and picked up his napkin to wipe his

you give me a

vengeful bitch… and he somehow liked it?

already waiting Collecting cars had always been an interest of men, and Isaac was no exception. While he usually traveled in an MPV

but

Irene did not