The Runaway Groom
Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Isaac did not move.

Irene blinked. “You want to eat mine?”

Before he could say a word, she continued, “I drank from the soup. Myspit is in it.”

“I don’t mind,” Isaac replied.

Irene was left speechless, her jaw almost dropping right then!

Was this really the Isaac she knew? When did he become so carefree?Nonetheless, she clutched at the bowl, as if worried he would take it—but that was not the

case,

since she was just embarrassed to give it to him. They were notintimate enough to drink from the same bowl!

“Are you blushing?” Isaac chuckled.

Getting embarrassed so easily? She was just so innocent.

Irene touched her own cheek, but retorted, “I'm not. Don't lie.”

Isaac did not want to argue, and simply said tenderly, “Of course. If yousay so.”

Irene felt herself tensing up and evaded his gaze right then.

She herself had no idea what she was being embarrassed about, butIsaac’s words were just ambiguous!

Isaac stopped teasing her just then, and he had a simple lunchbecause he was actually hungry and wanted to eat with her.

Even so, she was still distant.

“The doctor just said that you can go home to rest now,” he said. “I'llhave someone handle the paperwork later.”

“Could I stay here instead?" Irene asked gingerly

After all, she would have to spend even more time with Isaac at homethan here, and she did not want that.

What if she developed feelings for him?

Zachary and Lulu were a perfect example, and she was not keen ongoing through the same pain.

Isaac seemed to see through her, however, and said, “No.”

They were married and should therefore live together. He was notabout to let her stay at the hospital!

Irene felt deflated, when he suddenly asked, “Is there anything youcan't do?"

While Irene was confused at first, he continued, “You've learnedenough skills to be a

celebrity. Being a doctor is almost a waste.”

She had certainly surprised him when he found out that she was anartist, and a decent one at that!

Irene understood what he was getting at then, but she alsoremembered how Lionel had forced her to marry Isaac, and pursed herlips.

She wanted so badly to tell him that she had been coerced into it, justto earn his favor.

“Do you like that about me?” she asked.

“I do,” he replied with no hesitation.

Irene thought then that it took a man to know another man-Lionelcertainly knew Isaac.

But did she learn so much just to make Isaac fall for her? And to useher as a tool to claim favors from the Jeffersons?

Coldness gripped her heart. Her own father really did not hold backfrom using her like a tool! “Is there anything else I should know?" Isaacasked then, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear.

She turned away, but it could have been because she was ticklish orperhaps just embarrassed. Isaac withdrew his hand, and said, “Drawme too.”

Irene was left speechless, and he raised a brow. “What, do you notwant to?"

Knowing what he was capable of, Irene decided that one broken footwas enough.

“Fine,” she quickly said.

Knock, knock-

Someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Isaac rose and answered it, and it turned out to be a courier from CityExpress.

“Excuse me,

is Ms. Spencer here?”