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

best to compose herself and sound normal. “Are you

replied–there were still things to

was left disappointed. Was he

been days since he left, but he

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

moment. “I won’t leave if you don’t

lip–she did not want him to go,

times when she was

between them, and keeping him with her

needed time–he needed it, to be

as she kept all her reluctant bitterness restrained at a little corner of her heart, she told

for seconds. “Not going to tell

money for the family,” she joked. “I won’t

chuckled. “Becoming a gold

was sparkling and clear as her

Though she had a simple attractiveness without makeup, she

it.

hair behind her

then–any woman would be flattered by their

of the wedding–was grand and lively. The Slates and the Lindts carried influence in Cloud City, and a strategic marriage between their children naturally