The Runaway Groom

Chapter 384

Irene could not hide in time, and Isaac saw her trying to blink back her tears.

There was a twitch in his gaze, though soon he regained his calm. “Are you upset?”

Irene wiped her own face firmly and said stubbornly, “I’m not.”

“Oh.”

Isaac turned and headed to the shower, leaving Irene clenching her fists and absolutely frustrated by his coldness.

Throwing away all pretenses right then, she ran in front of him just to snap, “You don’t believe me, do you? Fine! I’ll cheat on you right now!”

As she tried to run away, Isaac grabbed her by the wrist and chuckled. “You’re going to cheat on me?”

Irene struggled. “I’ll do it–you don’t believe me anyway! Then you would actually have a reason to get upset with me!”

Isaac pulled her a little firmly then, and she immediately fell over his chest. He then held her tightly with one hand while he lifted her chin with the other, and she could cry from the pain just then.

Struggling even harder just then, she complained, “Let me go…”

Isaac leaned in and planted his lips firmly on hers to stop her from speaking- reaching deep, biting hard and utterly possessive.

Irene wobbled, unable to resist his assault, and all she could feel was pain.

Isaac scooped her up in his arms and headed for the bed, and as Irene nestled against him, she asked softly, “Are you still upset?”

“That depends on your showing.”

the bed, and her slender form seemed to sink into

was a mess and she looked utterly vulnerable, her pink lips now a fresh red because of Isaac, and the teeth marks on it

were suddenly as dark as the void, with an inferno that could consume

was consumed by its flames, and was left unable to breathe or

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Isaac carried her to the bathroom, though he was basically relying on him to do everything while she lazily rested her

rasped, “I won’t do anything like

“I know.”

with only her head poking out

off, but

was that

lowered his gaze to meet hers. “Why aren’t you getting pregnant

exactly what she had been

why she had been taking contraceptive pills, which she put on her dressing table disguised as

career would be delayed again and she might not even accomplish

“We already have Tommy…”

daughter. We’ll name

so badly that he had already thought of a name. Everyone normally preferred having sons, but

even have a

a form

for now? Did

it was done, she did

did you

“Ike.”

speechless–that was