The Runaway Groom

Chapter 787

The Runaway Groom Chapter 787

Irene turned toward the person, who said, “Mrs. Jefferson? Mr. Jefferson has instructed me to bring you to the break room.”

Irene did not buy it right away, but instead turned toward Isaac.

He happened to be looking her way, and nodded slightly—a gesture to say that he had arranged it.

Relieved, Irene told the man, “Thank you.”

“If you’d please follow me…” The man said gentlemanly, and led the way.

The break room was vast and decorated grandly ust like the hall, and Irene quickly took a seat on the couch inside.

She wanted to rub her ankles but stopped herself, finding it inappropriate.

“Would you like something to drink?”

“Juice, please,” she replied.

“Sure,” the attendant replied respectfully, and soon brought her a glass of grape juice.

Putting it down, he said, “Just give me a shout if you need anything else, ma’am. I’ll be outside.”

“Thank you,” Irene said.

The attendant closed the door as he left, but Irene could not relax—it was an unfamiliar environment and she felt insecure.

against the couch to rest, just so that she did not

about to fall

that it was Isaac entering. “Sorry

shook her head. “It’s

“Let’s go.”

a hand around her and asked her softly,

or less,”

it down unless it’s absolutely necessary next

him—she did not want his business

herself when they returned to their car. “I want to take

event that lasted from noon to evening,

“Sure,” Isaac told her.

him then, looking miserable as she asked, “Can I take

“What?”

she lifted them into the air. “I’m not used to high heels. I think I

frowned. “Yeah, let’s get them

took them out for her, and massaged her feet. “Why didn’t you say that it’s making you

head. “It’s

it, but she probably would get used to it once she

massage her feet, a warm feeling gushed in her heart

in return, “You

tried

clearing his

and he had yet to fall for her, so

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