The Runaway Groom

Chapter 662

Isaac glowered immediately at the sight of the diary. He growled coolly,' What are you doing? Feeling nostalgic, or is regret hitting you?"

Irene was speechless, but since he had been behaving like that recently, she decided to ignore his jibe and said, "Let's go."

She reached out, intending to hold on to him as they walked out together, but Isaac did not move, acting just like a pouting kid.

As such, Irene withdrew her hand-she was not thick-skinned enough to have to depend on him on everything and she could walk fine on her own.

She slowly walked, heading outside inch by inch!

Isaac actually could not bear to look. "Trying to play the sympathy card, huh?"

Irene simply ignored him-he was getting neurotic lately, so she did not want to upset him further or argue!

Still, as she stubbornly inched forward, Isaac eventually walked over and carried her off.

She pursed her lips. "So? Are you going to tell me what's gotten into you lately?"

Isaac growled grumpily, "Shut up and eat."

He carried her to the dining room, and put her in her seat.

As Mrs. Watson started serving out the dishes, a pleasant aroma filled the room.

fork and knife, feeling hungry

then,

seated already,"

"Sorry for the mess,

"It was quite the mess.

would be so satisfying it might actually

of here," Zachary pretended to snap at him, though he did not appear upset at

James replied as he picked up his knife

for the washroom, James shimmied up to Zachary and whispered, "I think there's something wrong with

the look on Lulu's face when she swung that club

and not Ricky, not to mention

kinder to Zachary after losing her

Zachary's widened-was James

he asked with an

take. He did not expect Zachary to overreact, especially when

even scowled just then. "Are you trying to slander my Lulu? Just because you’re jealous that

to upset Zachary, so he simply smiled." Pretend I never

snorted. "I knew

crunched on his celery, and then said nonchalantly," Jealous?

me just to brag

lips

returned to Zachary's side then, asking softly, "Are you