The Runaway Groom

Chapter 256

Irene was staring at Robin from the back, her lips curling in a smile as she was almost certain what Robin was up to now.

While the other personnel were timing their clocks, Irene waited at the break room, where a man approached her.

“Are you an instructor?”

Irene shook her head. “No.”

“A fellow judge, then?” He continued–he was one of the judges as well. Like most male dancers, he was slim and exceedingly well–groomed, with his hair combed meticulously. The getup did not seem to make him shady, however, thanks to his sunny disposition.

Irene was just about to answer when she spotted Robin nearby, and quickly pretended to look guilty as she whispered, “I’m a judge, but I’m actually acting as a stand–in.”

“Oh! I was just wondering that I’ve not seen you before, since I’ve been judging most competitions and met most of the other judges. You’re not exactly a familiar face.‘

Irene hung her head low. “Actually, this is my first time, so I don’t know much about anything.”

“It’s fine. You can sit beside me later,” the man offered warmly.

“Okay,” Irene replied softly and meekly. “Thank you.”

doing well, if their movements adhere to the rules. Just ask me

dresses to disguise her eavesdropping. Irene naturally knew that Robin was doing

be sneaky, though she spoke just loud enough so that Robin could hear. “I mentioned that I’m a stand–in, right? I actually don’t know a thing about dance, let alone be a judge. Please keep this a secret–only you know about this, but I don’t even know how to

The man appeared perplexed.

a judge even though she didn’t know anything? That was a little too much,

you…” He couldn’t find the

you have to

that she would be

why.

him. “Alright. Your

“Thank you.”

you have the figure of a good dancer. Even though starting young is ideal, you can take up dancing now as an exercise and maintain your body shape. I can be your instructor if

the time–I’m married, and

certainly didn’t

that old to me… You

not that young,

Anyone who didn’t know better would take you for a university student… Well, I’m

head.

was once again surprised. “What’s

a surgeon,” Irene replied