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.

face and neck, which combined to

was the most handsome man she

not be rejoicing that

glanced at the elevator doors

were made of stainless steel, and clearly reflected

clearly saw her ogling him,

was so

wanting a place to hide

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

wedding hall, and Zachary came

gown encrusted in various gems, which glittered under the chandeliers overhead. She also had a corset that accentuated her figure,

the gown certainly

the way she wore it did, and she certainly drew

drinking a few toasts with their elders, Zachary brought Ember along

Irene, and among

1/2

reason to go to

congratulate me,” Zachary said as he poured

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