The Runaway Groom

Chapter 674

Isaac lowered his eyes, leveling a penetrating gaze into hers.

Irene smiled. "What? What's that look for?"

She stood on the balls of her feet, wrapping her hands around his neck, and kissed him.

The touch left him stiffening and flinching.

She gently pulled away and murmured, ' Are you upset?"

Before he could answer, however, she said, "About the diary..."

Isaac's eyes narrowed subtly, as if he did not expect her to mention it on her own.

At the same time, Irene kept her arms around his neck, and brushed her chin against his chest since he was that tall. "I must've been fourteen when I wrote it, but I was too young and stupid to understand love, and at the phase when I'm curious about the opposite sex. I don't remember Seth after I left that phase."

"Really?" Isaac was skeptical.

I somehow thought the diary was the reason, so I took a look. That's why I know what upset you-anyway, I threw it away already since it doesn't even have any sentimental value. After all, you

honesty left Isaac's

darkening, he murmured,

Irene watched him. "Yeah?"

her chin slightly and leaned in to kiss

was just a peck at first, and

came on so strong that she almost lost her balance, but he caught

a willow branch, as if he could snap it if he

put her on the windowsill daybed, positioning himself between her legs and leaving her

murmured, biting her pink

handily, but Irene gave him a shove. "Wait. Let me

unbuttoned her blouse, caressing

lip, taking it as he continued his

tenderness and his fiery passion, it seemed as if there would be

just three days until

looked basically no different from before her disfigurement, aside

little ointment toward the end, and she would basically be