The Runaway Groom

Chapter 415

A gentle push, and the door was open… But there was nothing inside.

Irene frowned. “Could this be a prank?”

Isaac said nothing, but he had a hunch–it was probably not a prank, but since Irene did not fall for their trap, the people behind cleaned things up thoroughly and left no trace behind.

“Let’s go back,” she said.

It was not their wedding, and running off like this was impolite.

“Yeah,” Isaac agreed.

While they stood waiting for the elevator, Irene leaned against him, but just as she was going to hold his hand, the elevator arrived with a jingle.

As the doors opened, Irene quietly pulled away, but Isaac took her hand, catching her by surprise.

In the instant their skin touched, her heart began to pound.

She had no idea why–especially after they had shared their bed for a while now.

Nonetheless, she followed Isaac into the elevator, with the doors soon closing behind him. As she pressed the button to the first floor, the doors closed, confining them within.

his face and neck, which combined

handsome man she

rejoicing that he

thought, and inadvertently glanced at

made of stainless steel, and clearly reflected

saw her ogling

this was so

head, wanting a place to

kept her head buried like an ostrich and smiled so

wedding hall, and Zachary came to them with

gems, which glittered under the chandeliers overhead. She also had a corset that accentuated her figure, but she did not appear encumbered despite the weight of the gown, as she was

lively–outlook of the gown certainly matched her

and the way she wore it did, and she certainly drew stares as she moved along, holding Zachary’s

elders, Zachary brought Ember

to Irene, and among his

1/2

every reason to go to

friends. You have to drink to congratulate me,” Zachary said as he poured a drink for Isaac, while

Isaac Jefferson–he expressly returned