The Runaway Groom

Chapter 123

Moneypenny walked up to Henry. “Sir, don’t you think Master Isaac looks a little upset?”

Henry sighed. “What, can’t you tell?”

Isaac’s stance was only too obvious!

Moneypenny then offered a theory.

“Perhaps he is refusing because he fell in love?”

Henry naturally picked up on it too. “This is all on me. I never did check on Irene Spencer thoroughly before I arranged for her to marry Isaac. And now, it’s going to be difficult to get him to divorce her.”

“You know his temper,” Moneypenny pointed out. “Things will only get difficult if he really doesn’t want a divorce.”

“Not exactly,” Henry countered. “Did you forget that he has an Achilles’ heel?”

Moneypenny was puzzled. “Are you referring to that?”

“Yes. He had always been obsessed with it-the silver crucifix of the girl who had saved him when he was ten, when he fell in the pool. He tried looking for her, and I helped too, but we never could because there were too many people visiting our house on that day.”

“But if we can’t find her after so many years, there’s surely no reason we’re able to do so now?

Moneypenny asked.

”

gave him a look. “That’s not the point. The point

Moneypenny appeared confused.

count on, and have her tell him that she’s the one he was looking

would Master Isaac

We just have to tell our

enough to catch on to a little detail. “Yes, but if she showed up out of the blue, Master Isaac would be sharp enough to catch on.

realized that it was true. “What

had been here in the

a look of approval-it was a good idea, but the question now was: who

of fish in the sea, sir,” Moneypenny replied when Henry asked.

sitting in a private booth opposite Zachary. He had been drinking himself silly

left. She wanted to say something to comfort him, but could not find the right words, and simply gave him company as he

of you.” His shirt was unkempt, and he burped a mouthful of alcoholic gas, and pushed himself off the couch, wobbling for a while and grabbing himself another bottle. As he sat, he missed the couch and dropped on the floor on his posterior, but

asked, “Tell me, Irene…

pursed her lips. “I

was

blankly while misery showed in his eyes. She betrayed me…

a tiny button,” he rasped as he

listened to him ramble in silence, suddenly able to understand Zachary’s

that Isaac might divorce her soon, and actually felt a sense of