The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 977

Zachary refused to answer, leaving Irene unable to stay composed at all.

He knew Isaac much earlier than she did, and she scarcely knew a thing about his past.

What was Zachary trying to say?

[Explain yourself, Zachary Slate! What were you trying to say?!]

Zachary simply lay in bed, lifting a brow when his phone jingled with a notification, but he did not check it.

He knew that Irene was flustered-and certainly had the capacity for it.

As it turned out, no one could stay unaffected when something like that happened to them.

He certainly did not believe in empathy—one had to experience the same anguish as the person to really know how it felt, and those who had never gone through it would never understand it.

Meanwhile, his phone kept jingling, and he finally picked it up for a look.

[Zachary Slate!]

[Zachary Slate!!!]

was being spammed with his

he slowly got to his feet

actually stunned, since she did

she was glaring fixedly at

“Want

Irene asked bluntly, “What were

“Nothing,” Zachary replied flatly.

stumped, he poured her a glass of water. “Here. You

took it and entered his room, not at all cagey as she planted herself on the couch beside the window. “Tell

door and said, ‘You were saying that liking a person is self-indulgent, whereas love is self-restraint.

Irene nodded. “Yes.”

is how Isaac feels about you?” Zachary asked, studying her just

brow wrinkling as she asked, “That’s what you

things were between her and Isaac

Isaac had

not as if Zachary wanted to drive a wedge between

was certainly not merely being self-indulgent when

to what she said, Isaac only liked her and was

feet and walked up to Zachary, holding