The Runaway Groom
Chapter 402

Chapter 402

There was a clear twitch in Isaac's calm gaze right then, as if he washopeful about what Irene was going to say.

However, before Irene could tell him that Yvaine’s death had nothing todo with her, she remembered the letter Yvaine left her.

Caught in a dilemma just then, her lips trembled as she murmured, “I—I'm sorry. It was an accident... believe me.”

She hung her head with those quick words, and left the study as iffleeing.

Quickly hiding herself in the washroom, she pressed a hand firmly overchest to restrain herself. However, her nostrils were already moist andher tears were flowing without control.

She clasped a hand over her mouth to stop herself from crying out-sothat no one would notice her misery.

Still, it took her a long while to compose herself,

At dinner, she sat away from Isaac, keeping her head down and nottasting her food at all.

Isaac never spoke, but he put a glass of milk Mrs. Watson prepared infront of her, and left the dining room.

Irene stared at the glass for a long while, spacing out.

Seeing that, Mrs. Watson urged her, “You should drink it while it'swarm.”

Irene came to her senses then, but as she turned back toward the milk,a crystalline tear trickled off her cheek and disappeared within the milk..Even so, she picked it up and chugged it.

As she headed back to her bedroom, she found Isaac in Tommy'sbedroom. She stood at the doorway. without entering, before quietlyturning around.

After taking a shower, she lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling andfeeling not at all drowsy.

However, she quickly closed her eyes and pretended that she wassleeping when she heard Isaac open the bedroom door.

Many feelings struck her at once—she was not sure how to face him,and she was worried about being. awkward along with the pain ofseeing his calm gaze again, so she simply pretended to be asleep.She then heard splashing from the shower, and heard his footstepsbefore feeling his weight press down on his side of the bed.

Before this, he would always reach out to her in bed gathering her inhis arms.

But now, he simply lay beside her, and even though she was closeenough to hear him breathe, there seemed to be miles between them!Unable to sleep, she stayed up the whole night.

She could not tell if Isaac fell asleep, only that he woke early withoutstartling her.

As instructed, Mrs. Watson had already packed his luggage, andJames also arrived early.

Isaac was standing in the living room in his tailored black suit, whichaccentuated his figure perfectly. from his broad shoulders down to hislong legs. Even from the side, his facial features were distinct androbust.

Just looking at him from the back was enough to leave one coveting.Still inside their bedroom, Irene stood barefooted, watching him from aslit on the door.

Isaac told Mr. Watson, “She’s always busy, but make sure that she eatspunctually.”

“Okay, I will,” Mrs. Watson replied.

“Let's go,” he then told James.

As he reached the doorway, however, he paused for a moment-but hedid not look back.

On the other hand, Irene’s fingers clenched over the doorknob.

She wanted so much to run toward him and hold him.

However, she stopped herself and stayed in her room, sobbing alone.What was she supposed to do now?

She missed him already...

Leaning against the door, she slid downward until she dropped to acrouch and buried her head between her hands while her shouldersshook as she cried.

Mrs. Watson had already prepared breakfast before Irene could leave,and told her, “Come on—eat something before you go to work.”

Irene felt her nose getting wet again as she remembered Isaac'sinstructions to Mrs. Watson, and did her best to flash a smile at Mrs.Watson. “Okay.”

She sat down at the replaceing table and only left after finishing breakfast.Her complexion was terrible since she stayed up all night, and evenStephen could see that her condition. was deteriorating by the day.He told her, “I can give you time off anytime you want.”

Irene shook her head—she did not want to stop, because she wouldthink of Isaac whenever she did.

That was why she was deliberately keeping herself busy, so that shewould not have the time to let her thoughts wander.

Stephen sighed. “I've done some work on Yvaine's body to stop Isaacfrom replaceing out that Yvaine did not. die from a surgical mishap. Butalthough I thought that it would stop him from going after Mick, I nowunderstand that I've made a mistake-he's far less merciful than I'dthought.”

He knew that Isaac would definitely investigate Yvaine death, and itwas easy for him to fool forensics by making certain changes to herbody.

He was under the impression that the plan was perfect, but...

“What did he do?” Irene asked.