The Runaway Groom

Chapter 409

As Isaac made his way towards Irene, her expression stiffened further, and her fingers dug further into her

skirt

They were no strangers, but she was so nervous she could not speak.

She missed him so much too, but she wanted to run away as he approached.

“You’re going to leave your skirt wrinkled and unseemly if you keep creasing it,” Isaac said as he reached her, and reached out to pry her fingers off her skirt.

Feeling the coolness of her fingertips, he asked softly, “Are you cold?”

Flustered, Irene nodded, and then shook her head.

Isaac smiled. “It’s not the first time you’re meeting me. Why are you so nervous? Anyone who didn’t know better would think I’m bullying you.”

Irene lowered her gaze. “No… I’m just surprised you suddenly came back.”

Isaac lifted her chin and smiled faintly, “You pretty yourself so much. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

He was being so tender, and yet she felt that there was something between them.

He lifted her hand and put

to compose herself and sound normal. “Are you finished

he replied–there were still

disappointed. Was he deliberately avoiding

since he left,

you’re going to leave again?” She tried to sound as calm

was silent for a moment. “I won’t leave if

pursed her lip–she did not want him to

when she was

still a rift between them, and keeping him with her would not change things back

needed it,

reluctant bitterness restrained at a little corner of her heart, she told him, “I

held her gaze for seconds. “Not going to

“I won’t have anything

“Becoming a gold digger,

sparkling and clear as her eyes narrowed from her

had a simple attractiveness without makeup, she

it.

out to brush the dangling lock of hair behind her

then–any woman would

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