The Runaway Groom

Erin had always held a heart of gratitude and therefore always took joy in what she had, never complaining.

On the other hand, James took leave over the next couple of days to take care of her.

He arrived at Erin's ward with food and smiled when he saw Irene. "Hello, Mrs. Jefferson."

Irene nodded in turn. "Take good care of her and don't let her slip again. You need to be very careful during pregnancy."

James nodded awkwardly. "Yes, it was my fault for not taking good care of her."

"Mom, I'm hungry." Baby tugged on Irene's sleeve just then.

Irene placed him on her lap and tousled his jet-black hair.

His facial features were more pronounced these days, which accentuated his resemblance to Isaac. They were less obvious with his younger chubbiness.

Blinking his round, black eyes, Baby said, "I want to eat."

in her arms, Irene

hurry," Erin urged. "Don't

he can have some of the food I bought," James

is picky and stops eating something entirely once he decides he hates it on the first bite. I'm going

Erin said, winking at Irene. "James has taken a couple of days off,

about it.

to your car,"

to. My chauffeur's waiting," Irene told

her, alighting to open the door for her. As she carried Baby into the car, she told him, "Let's go

favorite diner, and they headed inside to

specialties of sead.

it was a

a white jacket with blue jeans and white skate shoes, giving him a clean and cute appearance. His little cheeks were fair and his round spirited eyes made him especially

he took little bites off

she held a

was getting

hands

held out a