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.

reclined against the couch to rest, just so

about to

saw that it was Isaac entering. “Sorry to keep you

shook her head.

“Let’s go.”

up, Isaac put a hand around her and asked her

less,” she

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

told him—she did not want

they returned to

of fruit juice throughout the event that lasted from

“Sure,” Isaac told her.

him then, looking miserable as

“What?”

air. “I’m not used to high heels. I think I have a blister on my

“Yeah, let’s get

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

head. “It’s not the

would get used

feet, a warm feeling gushed in her heart and she leaned forward to hug him. “You’re

patted her back and asked in return, “You meant I

tried

Isaac clearing his throat to glaze over

a misunderstanding and he had yet to fall for her,

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