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.

harm came to Tommy if he did not play

was at once

there. Finish

but Isaac followed her

Irene hung her head.

hand then. “Are you getting shy? You’re the one who came on

a loser around her, and was willing to throw everything aside if she took the

he asked, “When did

it did not matter if she

heart raced as long

have our marriage certification?” Irene suddenly

fingers tightened just

had been reluctant to marry her before, and his grandfather

he had never

you asking that

“It’s nothing. I just remembered it for

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

“Okay,” Irene replied flatly.

was a gourmet diner, and Isaac had a private room since he

to this diner, but Irene simply had

hungry?” Isaac

Irene replied without moving

dwell on it.