All Chapters of The Runaway Groom: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Irene froze instantly.On the other hand, the woman didn’t notice her, and was still engrossed with caressing the desk…while imagining Isaac sitting there at work."Bah…"Tommy suddenly murmured, and Debbie the secretary promptly snapped out of her fantasy. She turned around but saw no one, although she found the door slightly ajar.Still, as she quietly walked up and opened the door she found nobody in sight. Breathing a sigh in relief, she straightened her clothes and left, closing the door behind her. Irene, who had been hiding behind a corner, appeared weirded out by Debbie's behavior.She looked down at Tommy, and took a deep breath to relax herself.The baby was blinking his large eyes and staying fixedly at her in turn, understanding none of it.Irene leaned in to give him a peck on the forehead, adjusted her hold on him, and then turned to take the elevator downstairs.It wasn’t until she returned inside the car that she relaxed.Even so, she felt the creeps and cr

Irene’s question left Isaac Jefferson frowning—it seemed to come out of the blue.Why suddenly mention Debbie? That change in conversation was too quick and too random."She's just my secretary. Why did you ask that?" Isaac replied, realizing then that he had never observed Debbie.Irene's brow was wrinkled as she remembered what Debbie did with his desk. "I saw her in your office when I went there…"There was an edge in her voice, but Isaac thought it was fine since Debbie entered his office from time to time while he was away. "So? What of it?"Irene's lips twitched—was she being paranoid?But she clearly saw Debbie laying on Isaac's desk, and what she did was…Maybe she was imagining it?But she clearly was not!Still, Isaac's permanent scowl turned to a smile. "Are you jealous, Irene? If you feel insecure that I have a woman working closely with me, I can get a change in personnel."Irene blinked. "You think I'm being jealous?""Aren't you?" Isaac chuckled.While Irene

Irene was staring at Robin from the back, her lips curling in a smile as she was almost certain what Robin was up to now.While the other personnel were timing their clocks, Irene waited at the break room, where a man approached her. "Are you an instructor?"Irene shook her head. "No.""A fellow judge, then?" He continued—he was one of the judges as well. Like most male dancers, he was slim and exceedingly well-groomed, with his hair combed meticulously. The getup did not seem to make him shady, however, thanks to his sunny disposition.Irene was just about to answer when she spotted Robin nearby, and quickly pretended to look guilty as she whispered, "I'm a judge, but I’m actually acting as a stand-in.""Oh! I was just wondering that I've not seen you before, since I've been judging most competitions and met most of the other judges. You're not exactly a familiar face.'Irene hung her head low. "Actually, this is my first time, so I don't know much about anything.""It's fine

Feeling as if she had caught on to Irene’s vulnerability, Robin’s arrogance rose as she continued haughtily, "I can guarantee everyone that you don't know a thing. You're a swindler, and you’re pretending to be a judge and waste every contestant's hard work as well as their parents' time! I just want to know, how did you get here in the first place?"Her words were hardly vague, and someone promptly chimed in, "Just look at how weak she is. Most definitely the casting couch—"Before the man could finish, Irene turned and leveled him a glare so sharp that he stopped immediately.Even the male judge who had been siding with Irene since the start was stunned by her glare—her delicate air seemed to fade right away, and there was fire in her eyes.A far cry from the delicate kitten just now!"You've been insisting that I can't dance, but what if I can?" Irene asked.Robin naturally doubted that. "There's no way you can. If you prove that you can, I’ll wipe this entire building with my

The male judge had brought the jacket Irene forgot. He was about to help when he saw Robin grabbing Irene’s hair, but someone beat him to it."Miss Spencer? You forgot your jacket," he said, holding it out to Irene.Irene was going to reach for it when Isaac took it, casting a cool glare at the male judge and showing no inclination of thanking him.He had seen how mesmerized the male judge was when Irene was dancing—the man was just using this as an excuse to talk to Irene.Irene, however, thought that Isaac was being impolite since she did forget her jacket. She smiled at the male judge. "Thank you. You've helped me a lot today.""It's nothing," he smiled back. "This gentleman is…""My husband," Irene replied.Isaac had been keeping a profile, which left the male judge thinking that he was an average Joe.He couldn’t resist sizing up Isaac at that—deciding that Isaac was just a little taller and handsome, but nothing else, and certainly was not as gentlemanly as him.Those