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 was about to fall

awake and saw that it was Isaac entering.

shook her head.

“Let’s go.”

hand around her and asked

less,” she

chuckled. “I’ll try to turn it

want his business affected

over herself when they returned to

only had that glass of fruit juice throughout the event that lasted from noon to evening, and was at

“Sure,” Isaac told her.

then, looking miserable as she asked, “Can

“What?”

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

let’s get them

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

head. “It’s not the shoe—it’s

she probably would get used to

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

patted her back and asked in

tried to

the past left Isaac clearing his throat to glaze over the

fall for her,

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