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.

bewildered—could someone tell him what

waved him off, mouthing,

and said, "Well,

"Stan!!!"

to get

to help him but he shook her off,

that far and

treat Irene like that? Still, he smartened up this time and quickly realized that Irene did not tell Isaac who

was that why Isaac

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

Isaac, "Well, the

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

as she saw the look of dilemma

voice, and though she was not that loud, Isaac could tell that it

even sure

he calmed down to think, he realized Stan would never dare bring in an unfamiliar woman without his

This time, however, Isaac did not evade her or call

speechless. Did he just