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 not

once

for you there. Finish up your

turned to leave, but Isaac followed her

Irene hung her head.

shy? You’re the one who

not mind being a loser around her, and was willing to throw everything

he asked, “When did

it did not matter if she was being chaste

heart raced as long as

you still have our marriage certification?” Irene suddenly

tightened just

to marry her before, and his grandfather had

fact, he had never seen their

asking that out of

I just remembered it for

left the building, they got in Isaac’s car, and he drove her to a diner. “Let’s

“Okay,” Irene replied flatly.

Isaac had

were scrumptious and unique to this diner, but Irene simply had no

hungry?”

my portion,” Irene

dwell on it. “Are you tired? If it’s fine with you, I’ll have someone take