The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 614

"Don't touch me," Irene warned. "Mess with me again, and it's the couch for you tonight."

They played and joked like a couple madly in love, and Isaac eventually led her to a Chanel store. "Let's check it

out."

Irene stopped him. "It's fine..."

"I'm paying." Isaac simply put a hand around her shoulder and led her inside.

He was a little guilty since they have been together for so long, but he never gave her any presents.

"We're buying anything you want," he said seriously.

Irene pursed her lips, and leaned against him-she felt more secure the closer she was to him.

While Isaac was helping her pick something fitting, a salesgirl approached them, saying, "These are for display

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purposes. We can bring you a new one if you need it."

Having lived with Irene for a while now, he noticed that everything she wore was either casual or comfortable,

never fashionable.

Still, casual wear did fit her a lot, since she still retained her youthful vigor like a fresh college graduate!

Then, spotting a monochromatic checkered dress, he thought that it would fit her and so, he said, "This too."

The salesgirl studied Irene for a moment, and quickly came up with the right size. "A moment, please-l will get the

dress for you to try out now." The changing room was separate from the racks and the privacy was ensured, just as

there was a small lounge nearby, with confectionery available for customers who were waiting for their friends.

Isaac took a seat at the couch, and Irene quickly tried it out.

He certainly knew her well-especially with regards to what suited her.

Naturally, everything he picked suited her, with the sizes being just right as well.

However, when the salesgirl helped Irene with her collar, she flinched and stumbled backward when she saw the

scars that stretched from Irene's face down her neck.

Realizing what happened, Irene quickly hid her face.

The salesgirl soon realized what had happened and apologized. "I'm so sorry."

Irene simply returned into her changing room and changed back into her clothes before returning to Isaac. "Let's

go."

She did not like people seeing her scars, or the fact that she scared people.

Isaac scowled and threw the salesgirl a cool look. "We'll take everything."

Knowing that she was being impolite, the salesgirl quickly tidied the clothes and packed everything.

Aware that Irene did not like being given weird looks, Isaac quickly paid and left with Irene, gathering her in his

arms when they arrived somewhere quiet.

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He brushed her hair, straightening it while quietly assuring her, "You're not ugly. Don't mind those weird looks.”

"I just wished I wasn't scary," she said flatly.

Her family and acquaintances were used to it and they naturally would not give her weird looks, but she knew that

her scars would spook any stranger.

Isaac was devastated. "Let's get you home. I'll have someone buy Tommy's clothes."

Irene nodded.

Things had been pleasant, but the salesgirl's reaction reminded Irene of her disfigurement, and her mood to shop

vaporized.

Bzzt-

Isaac's phone rang just then, and he picked it up to see that it was a call from the private investigator he hired.

"I caught the trail of Kim Sherwood. I'll find her in a couple days if there's no surprises."

Issac's chin stiffened. "Call me right away when you have something."

"Of course."

Hanging up, Isaac was going to Irene when he noticed her staring nearby distractedly.

He followed her gaze and his expression darkened when he saw the person nearby!

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