The Runaway Groom

Chapter 678

Isaac's mind traveled to the past even as he spoke—he would never forget that day no matter how long had passed since.

On the other hand, Irene seemed to grow in anticipation as she looked at the chest she was holding, as if realizing something.

She slowly opened it and froze! That was the silver crucifix she lost! She remembered it clearly—her grandfather had given it to her, and she had it on since she was a year old! It was not pure silver either, but almost a dirty hue, and the sculpting of the J-man was absolutely lifelike.

As she picked it up and gripped it in her hands, Isaac never noticed that because he was caught in his own reverie.

He was afraid of water a while after that, but he was Isaac Jefferson —he would conquer any fear and certainly not allow himself to develop any phobia!

"A girl saved you, right? Actually, it was not her.Her grandfather arrived in time too, or she might have drowned together with that boy in that pool."

Isaac looked up, his dark pupils twitching.He was astounded.

How did she know? But just as he was left puzzled, he also remembered that the girl was just as young as he had been—she would never be able to pull him out of the water no matter how good a swimmer she was.

And that was such an intricate detail...

Moreover, he remembered that her grandfather was Henry Jefferson's chauffeur, and his presence was permitted within Jefferson Manor.He realized then that Irene was his savior—she would not have known what had really happened otherwise.

"I was looking for you for so long," he rasped.

"My grandfather could tell that someone was trying to kill you, but he didn't want any trouble.That's why he told me no to say anything and he kept his silence too, even until he died."

eyes

with a messy pile of emotions.He never expected that they were destined

But he soon rejoiced.

her—always

got off

this to Tommy...Though I don't think

her hand and pulled her into his

shown you so much

around his neck, smiling,

young, and had all

her a peck on

mean I

one?" Irene said as she rested her cheek on his

for

the lights on the ceiling with its circles of

Isaac grinned.

do

Irene thought about it.

make you wish you were

going to torment me?" he

"yep!"

Irene smiled.

you think I can