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.

neck, which combined to form an

the most handsome man she

be rejoicing

inadvertently glanced

dumbstruck right then–the doors were made of stainless steel, and

her ogling him,

this was so

hung her head, wanting a place to

she kept her head buried like an ostrich and smiled so faintly one would never

returned to the wedding hall, and Zachary came to them

glittered under the chandeliers overhead. She also had a corset

mischievous–even lively–outlook of the gown certainly matched

it did, and she certainly drew stares

elders, Zachary brought Ember

he would introduce her to Irene, and among his friends, Isaac ranked

1/2

reason to go to

to congratulate me,” Zachary said as he poured a drink for Isaac, while Ember handed

my brother from another mother, Isaac Jefferson–he expressly returned from abroad to attend our