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.

if harm came to Tommy if he did

at once conflicted and

you there. Finish up your work

to leave, but Isaac followed

Irene hung her head.

her hand then. “Are you getting shy? You’re the one

did not mind being a loser around her, and was

asked, “When did you become

direct, but it did not matter if she was being chaste or passionate–he liked

raced as long as it

still have our

tightened

before, and his grandfather had

fact, he

asking that

nothing. I just remembered

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

“Okay,” Irene replied flatly.

had a private

dishes served were scrumptious and unique to this diner, but Irene

hungry?”

have my portion,” Irene replied without moving her

a good mood, but did not dwell on it. “Are you tired? If it’s