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.

the couch to rest, just so that she did not

to fall asleep when the door

saw that it was Isaac entering.

her head.

“Let’s go.”

Isaac put a hand around her and asked her

or less,”

chuckled. “I’ll try to turn it down unless it’s absolutely

want his business

pulled a blanket over herself when they returned

had that glass of fruit juice throughout the event that lasted from

“Sure,” Isaac told her.

him then, looking miserable as she asked, “Can

“What?”

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

let’s get them

them out for her, and massaged

head. “It’s not the

simply was not accustomed to it, but she probably would get used to it once she wore

feet, a warm feeling gushed in her heart and she leaned forward to

patted her back and asked in

tried to strangle me

clearing his throat to

he had yet to fall for her, so he naturally

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