The Runaway Groom

Chapter 640

Isaac was standing by the door, having a clear view of what Irene was doing.

As he strode in, Irene asked, "Have you had dinner yet?”

Isaac said nothing, instead walking up to her and putting a hand on her scarred face.

Irene watched him and joked, ’If I married you like this, won't people say that you married ugly?"

"No one would have the balls to say that," Isaac replied, gently caressing her cheek.

'They might, behind your back," Irene said, taking his hand off. "Take your shower. I'm checking on the children downstairs."

Isaac caught her by the wrist. "We have people doing that. You, on the other hand, are getting weird."

"Mom was suggesting that I get plastic surgery," Irene said. "She told me that this doesn't look good."

Isaac smiled. ’It doesn't."

Irene glared at him right then. "I thought you said you didn't mind."

Isaac kept smiling. "I don't!"

"So why doesn't this look good?"

Perhaps he did not like how she looked now and was just lying that he did not mind?

so you're not actually above the rest and prefer a pretty face. You must hate how I look right

Isaac frowned.

was she getting annoyed? He

around

and

show you if

to her, he kissed her and said, "Maybe I should get myself disfigured

despite herself.

bugging her anyway. "I

it," Irene growled, but her irritation had

it to you," he

immediately. "Fine, I get

I'll

they played around, they ended up in bed, her clothes loose from her

and pressed it over his chest. "It's all you in

cheeks flushing from his

kept escalating, Irene put her hands against his

freed his

something for you. What do

"Anything goes."

take a shower," she said, and slithered out from

mansion

Sheryl and Mrs.

headed to the kitchen and cooked paella, throwing in shrimps and other