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.

was left bewildered—could someone

him off, mouthing,

scratched his head and said, "Well, Mr.

"Stan!!!"

tried to get to his

quickly went over to help him but he shook her off, sending her stumbling and almost dropping to

gotten that far and

his breath—when did Isaac ever treat Irene like that? Still, he smartened up this time and quickly realized that Irene did not tell Isaac who she was, and Isaac did

Isaac was so repulsed

more reason for him to leave—the married couple were flirting, and an outsider being around would

and told Isaac, "Well, the missus isn't

eased as he tried to make Stan stay, but he frowned as he heard the

a smile as she saw

ears pricked up at her voice, and though she was not that

was even sure

down to think, he realized Stan would never dare bring

Isaac did not evade her or call Stan in again, even letting her

was speechless. Did he just give