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.

simply reclined against the couch to rest, just so that she did not have to keep

to fall asleep when the

awake and saw that it was Isaac entering.

her

“Let’s go.”

got up, Isaac put a hand around her and asked her

or less,”

turn it down unless it’s

did not want his business affected because of

they returned to their car. “I want

that lasted from noon to evening, and was at once tired, sleepy, and

“Sure,” Isaac told her.

then, looking miserable as

“What?”

her feet then, and she lifted them into the air. “I’m not used to high heels. I

“Yeah, let’s get them

out for her, and massaged her

her head. “It’s not

get used to it once she

massage her feet, a warm feeling gushed in her heart and

in return, “You

tried to strangle me

past left Isaac clearing his throat

to fall for her, so he

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