The Runaway Groom

Chapter 170

Irene entered and greeted him. “Mr. Jefferson.”

Isaac glowered at that title, but Irene was not in the mood to fawn over him, let alone notice his expression.

“Are you free tonight?” she asked stiffly.

Isaac leaned against his chair and asked flatly, “Why?”

“I’ve booked a room at Hotel Langdon,” she said, her hands clenching and relaxing repeatedly before she could finally calm down and speak. “It’s the penthouse-

“Wait.” Isaac cut her short before she could finish. “What was that again?”

His aloofness was feigned–he could barely hold back his excitement.

How could he not be pleased with an invitation from Irene, after all?

It was his ego that stopped him from expressing it.

“So, are you busy tonight?” Irene asked.

“No,” he replied so quickly that it betrayed his mood.

Irene wanted so much for him to say yes.

But she was even more afraid that he would.

came to Tommy if he did

once conflicted

for you there. Finish up your work for

to leave, but Isaac followed her and said, “Let’s go

Irene hung her head.

you getting shy? You’re

a loser around her, and was willing to

asked, “When did you

did not matter

raced as long as it was

have our marriage certification?”

tightened

reluctant to marry her before, and his grandfather

a matter of fact, he had never seen

are you asking that out of

nothing. I just remembered

they left the building, they got in Isaac’s car, and

“Okay,” Irene replied flatly.

a gourmet diner, and Isaac had

dishes served were scrumptious and unique to

not hungry?”

eaten. You can have my portion,” Irene replied without moving her fork at

mood, but did not dwell on it. “Are you tired? If