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.

looked up at his face and neck, which combined to

most handsome man

not be rejoicing that

faintly at the thought, and inadvertently glanced at

dumbstruck right then–the doors were made

ogling him, did he

this was so

head, wanting a place to hide just

ostrich and smiled so faintly one would

they returned to the wedding hall, and Zachary

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

of the gown

if Ember’s beauty was not eye–catching, the dress and the way she wore it did, and she certainly drew stares as she moved along,

with their elders, Zachary brought Ember

to Irene, and among his friends, Isaac ranked at

1/2

to go to him

both my best friends. You have to drink to congratulate me,” Zachary said as he poured a drink for Isaac, while Ember handed

another mother, Isaac Jefferson–he expressly