The Runaway Groom
Chapter 732

Chapter 732

Isaac replied, "Okay.

Mustering her courage then, Irene asked, "Did you watch the whole video?"

She never dared to ask that question all this while.

"...Yes."

"Was I, really...?"

"No," Isaac told her assuredly. "He just wanted to upset me. He didn't really do anything to you."

In reality, the video was incomplete and he had no idea how far Harvey went, but he told her with such assurance anyway just to get her to let it go.

"Really?" Irene asked expectantly.

"Yes," Isaac replied with assurance.

She lowered her then, her shoulders shaking-she did not want to cry, but her nose was getting runny anyway.

Ever since what happened, she felt inferior to Isaac from the depths of her heart, as if she was filthy.

Naturally, she felt much better after she received such assurance from him, and was smiling despite her tears.

"Thank you."

Even if he said it just to comfort her, she felt confident again.

She sniffled. "Sorry. I'm pathetic.”

Isaac ran his fingers through her hair. "Just cry if you want to. There's no need for disguises with me."

Nonetheless, Irene wiped her face and raised her chin. “I'm not going to cry.

She was strong, proud, courageous, and invincible.

However, that left Isaac with a dark look in his eyes.

Was she refusing to let herself be vulnerable around him, even for just a moment?

Still, he wrapped his arms around her. "Let's go home."

"Okay," she replied, and they left with his hand around her shoulder. When they stopped outside, however, they ran into a couple with their hands wrapped around each other as they kissed each other fiercely-as if there was no one around them!

Irene was left speechless and she averted her eyes as she blushed. Isaac lowered his gaze to study her red cheeks, his lips curling up-she was still so innocent.

They soon left the nightclub and got into the car.

Irene was driving, but before she started the ignition, she realized something and turned toward him. "You aren't drunk, are you?"

She realized with a start when Isaac said nothing.

"You trick me," she grumbled. "I won't believe you ever again, liar." "Who would you believe in, if not me?" Isaac held her shoulder so that she faced himself, and said, "I'm actually really drunk."

He leaned toward her as he spoke, and Irene watched as his lips inched closer, and worked hard to restrain her misgiving so that she would not avoid him.

His warm lips gently touched hers and he pulled away without staying too long.

He did not push his luck, because he knew that it was a gradual process if he wanted Irene to recover to her original state.

Irene lowered the window, allowing fresh air into the car.

As her head cleared, she started the car and drove off.

She suddenly remembered the mess at Hotmesh Research. "Are you still upset?"

"About what?"

“That I didn't leave Finn Crowe to you," Irene said.

“I am," Isaac growled, reclining against his seat.

"Well, that's because my work is different from yours," Irene explained.” You're an executive and everyone under you must work hard, so it's no issue if you have strict standards. On the other hand, my job requires teamwork-experiments have to be carried out in pairs or trios. If I can't get the people at the research center to willingly work with me, I'd have a hard time getting any work done in the future. Do you get it?"

Isaac certainly did not think that far, and he then understood that his job and work environment entailed different things from Irene’s.

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"So? Are you still upset now?" Irene asked.

Isaac cast her a sideways glance. "I'll calm down if you agree to a condition of mine."

"Shoot."

Isaac mused to himself for a moment and said, "Sleep in bed from now on."

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