The Runaway Groom

Irene frowned slightly.

Did Isaac really think she was Stan?

To be fair to him, she never made a sound and came out of the blue. And without his vision, he naturally would not be able to tell that it was her.

She watched his surprised look and smiled mischievously before speaking while changing her voice. "Mr. Hill asked me to take care of you."

As she spoke, she lifted his blanket and put her hand on his chest... "Stan Hill!" Isaac bellowed right then, startling Stan outside and sending him scurrying inside.

Irene did not have the time to straighten Isaac's clothes or button it, leaving his chest bare.

Stan glanced between that and Irene's innocent look, and he was left frowning.

What was going on there?

He was not surprised that it happened since absence made the heart fonder. He was just surprised why Isaac would call him in.

Smiling, he asked, "Is there something you need me for, Mr. Jefferson?”

"Throw out the woman you brought in!" Isaac barked grumpily.

someone tell him what was

waved him off,

said, "Well, Mr.

"Stan!!!"

tried to get to his

went over to help him but he shook her off, sending

far and

that? Still, he smartened up this time and quickly realized that

was that why Isaac was so repulsed by

leave—the married couple

with Irene and told Isaac, "Well, the missus isn't around. I

eased as he tried to make Stan stay,

a smile as she saw the look of dilemma on

was not that loud, Isaac could

was even sure about

as he calmed down to think, he realized Stan would never

put her hand on his chest again. This time, however, Isaac did not evade her or call Stan

speechless. Did he just give