The Runaway Groom

Chapter 111

Isaac did not move.

Irene blinked. “You want to eat mine?”

Before he could say a word, she continued, “I drank from the soup. My spit is in it.”

“I don’t mind,” Isaac replied.

Irene was left speechless, her jaw almost dropping right then!

Was this really the Isaac she knew? When did he become so carefree?

Nonetheless, she clutched at the bowl, as if worried he would take it–but that was not the

case,

since she was just embarrassed to give it to him. They were not intimate enough to drink from the same bowl!

“Are you blushing?” Isaac chuckled.

Getting embarrassed so easily? She was just so innocent.

cheek, but retorted, “I’m not. Don’t

argue, and simply said tenderly, “Of course. If you say

felt herself tensing up and evaded his gaze right

was being embarrassed about, but Isaac’s words were

just then, and he had a simple lunch because he was actually

she

can go home to rest

here instead?” Irene asked

to spend even more time with Isaac at home than here, and she did not want

if she developed feelings for

example, and she was not keen on going

through her,

therefore live together. He was not about to let her stay at

deflated, when he suddenly asked, “Is there anything

first, he continued, “You’ve learned enough skills

Being a doctor is almost a

surprised him when he found out that she was an artist, and a decent one

what he was getting at then, but she also remembered how Lionel had forced her to marry Isaac, and pursed her

to tell him that she had been coerced into it, just to

you like that about me?”