The Runaway Groom
Chapter 415

Chapter 415

A gentle push, and the door was open... But there was nothing inside.Irene frowned. “Could this be a prank?”

Isaac said nothing, but he had a hunch-it was probably not a prank, butsince Irene did not fall for their trap, the people behind cleaned thingsup thoroughly and left no trace behind.

“Let's go back,” she said.

It was not their wedding, and running off like this was impolite.“Yeah,” Isaac agreed.

While they stood waiting for the elevator, Irene leaned against him, butjust as she was going to hold his hand, the elevator arrived with ajingle.

As the doors opened, Irene quietly pulled away, but Isaac took herhand, catching her by surprise.

In the instant their skin touched, her heart began to pound.

She had no idea why—especially after they had shared their bed for awhile now.

Nonetheless, she followed Isaac into the elevator, with the doors soonclosing behind him. As she pressed the button to the first floor, thedoors closed, confining them within.

Irene looked up at his face and neck, which combined to form analluring image.

He was the most handsome man she had ever seen.

Ought she not be rejoicing that he was hers?

She smiled faintly at the thought, and inadvertently glanced at theelevator doors in front of her.

She was left dumbstruck right then—the doors were made of stainlesssteel, and clearly reflected their faces.

Isaac clearly saw her ogling him, did he not?

Oh, this was so embarrassing!

She hung her head, wanting a place to hide just then..

Isaac watched as she kept her head buried like an ostrich and smiledso faintly one would never notice if they were not looking for it.

Soon, they returned to the wedding hall, and Zachary came to themwith Ember.

Ember had a babyish face, and had changed into a red gownencrusted in various gems, which glittered under the chandeliersoverhead. She also had a corset that accentuated her figure, but shedid not appear encumbered despite the weight of the gown, as she wasactually gliding gracefully as she moved.

The mischievous—even lively—outlook of the gown certainly matchedher looks.

Even if Ember’s beauty was not eye—catching, the dress and the wayshe wore it did, and she certainly drew stares as she moved along,holding Zachary's arm as she did.

After drinking a few toasts with their elders, Zachary brought Emberalong and made a beeline for Isaac.

He told Ember that he would introduce her to Irene, and among hisfriends, Isaac ranked at the top—he had every reason to go to him first.“You're both my best friends. You have to drink to congratulate me,”Zachary said as he poured a drink for Isaac, while Ember handed theglasses to him.

“This is my brother from another mother, Isaac Jefferson—he expresslyreturned from abroad to attend our wedding.”

“Thank you for making time even though you're so busy.” Embernaturally showed no signs of stage fright -she was from a rich familyherself,

Isaac respectfully drank to their toast, while Zachary poured anotherglass for Irene. “She’s my junior and a good friend.”

“We've met.” Ember smiled enthusiastically. “Thanks for attending mywedding. I hope we can be best friends.”

Irene smiled faintly but primly. “Any friend of Zachary's is a friend ofmine.”

As for best friends, she would not agree to it so easily—in fact, she waskeen to distance herself from Ember because of Lulu, not to mentionthat she did not know Ember that well yet.

If anything, she was just trying to be respectful to Zachary.

Suddenly, a man barged in and cried, “Mr. Slate!”

Zachary frowned and turned towards him. “What's the matter? Why thecommotion?”

“Outside... You have to take a look at this!”

Zachary put down the wine bottle and told Irene and Isaac, “I think Ishould go check it out.”

“Yeah,” Irene replied.

Ember followed Zachary. “I'm coming too.”

They all arrived outside when they all saw it.