The Runaway Groom
Chapter 939

However, Isaac stayed calm and composed so that he did not appear to be in a hurry to leave, even if he felt that way inside.

“You can ask me for anything," he told Thomas, knowing that Thomas still had his doubts about him.

There was a flash in Thomas's eyes even as he looked at Isaac, but he still refrained from asking Isaac to save his son Michael.

This was very serious, and Thomas was concerned that Isaac would fail. If they were exposed, his family would be hurt instead.

That was why he did not want to take the risk.

He was helping Isaac escape because he felt that Isaac was not a bad person, and that alone.

“I would rather you forget everything here,” the man said. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

That would be far better for either of them.

Isaac stayed silent.

The terrain around the vineyard was bad, and trying to leave would take at least a couple days, though driving would be much quicker. Thomas had Marie prepare him some food and water.

Once that was done, Marie handed him the backpack containing everything. "Be careful on the road."

Thomas kissed her on the forehead. "I'll be right back.”

He was worried Marie would become worried if she were here alone. Thomas was tall, his eyes a striking blue, his hair graying, and his face covered in stubble, and he must have been very good-looking when he was younger.

On the other hand, Marie was plump and fair, and while she was not that beautiful, her kind demeanor made her appear affable to others. Thomas had also fashioned a walking stick for Isaac so that he could feel ahead before he walked. He had a shorter one himself, which he would hold onto while Isaac held on the other hand.

As Thomas slung his backpack over his shoulders, Marie brought a pair of Thomas's shoes that she had just washed. "Here. Put these on!" The ones Isaac was wearing were not fit for hiking.

However, Isaac did not move since he could not see.

Realizing with a start, Marie laughed.

"Oh, silly me. Here, let me help you," she said, putting the shoes in front of Isaac. "There. They're right in front of you.”

Isaac arched his back and reached out, feeling the shoes immediately. He did not show contempt when he felt the crude texture, and he was instead grateful toward Marie's kindness.

Putting them on, he said, “Thank you."

Marie waved him off. "It's alright. You should hurry or it'd be difficult to move when it gets dark.”

Isaac frowned a little—he could not see even if it was daytime, and his vision was completely dark.

As such, there was no difference between night and day for him.

Marie realized she misspoke too, and she appeared chagrined. Thomas told her just then, "We're going now."

"Be careful,” Marie told him.

Thomas nodded. "Yeah."

There were only small paths through the mountain, and as one hiked through it, they would brush against undergrowth and vines of all sizes. Even with trousers, one would get cuts and bruises on the ankles, legs, and thighs, since there were thorny plants or plants with seeds that latched onto the fabric.

Thomas was quiet as he walked ahead, leading Isaac through the forest.

Isaac was in turn focused and listening to everything around him. Because he could not see, he could only use his hearing to perceive everything around him.

And suddenly, he heard the cry of an engine from the distance, a hum distinct from the breeze and birdsong.

He asked, "Can you drive a car through these mountains?"

"Yes," Thomas replied—his “employers’ would drive on a hidden path when they came, and it was basically invisible under the cover of grass. It would not have been seen if not for the tire tracks.

Isaac then asked, "They just left, didn't they?"

Thomas turned to stare at him in silence and said, "Don't ask. Knowing too much won't do you any good."

"I just wanted to tell you that they might be nearby," Isaac said.

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