The Runaway Groom

Zachary's eyes caught the hickey on her neck, and he raised a brow. He understood everything but feigned ignorance. “Then why are you getting so nervous about nothing? You're stammering too, like you were caught in the act for doing something naughty.”

Irene feigned composure and retorted, "What are you talking about?" “You know exactly what I'm talking about,” Zachary replied. "Just look at your face. It's as red as a beet."

"You really have a lot of time on your hands, don't you?" Isaac walked over to them and gave Zachary a stare. "Could you shut it?"

Zachary was speechless for a moment, but he cleared his throat. “I'm just jealous.”

It was first Irene and Isaac, and then James and Erin—everyone got to find their better halves and happy endings.

Only he never got what he wanted...

It was not quite right since he has a daughter now, but it was still a shame that his daughter was motherless.

"Stan's worse off than you are," Isaac suddenly said.

Zachary laughed right then, "True."

Since he had a kid while Stan was still single, childless, and suffering from Isaac's bullying every day—in that respect, Zachary fared well, and Stan was way more tragic!

was left a little puzzled. "What

should change into something else.” Irene was speechless—what

toward Isaac, giving a look to ask

told her,

and it made perfect sense

unseemly or that needed to be

Isaac said then. "Everything's arranged?"

"Yeah."

go pack up,” Irene

tell him that they were leaving, and that he should

room to pack their bags when she remembered that Zachary was staring at her

washroom and blushed when she saw

certainly vexed that Isaac never held back. How embarrassing was it that someone saw

and Zachary were talking about, and she rummaged through

turtlenecks, however, so she simply wrapped

so much to Erin