The Runaway Groom

Chapter 772

“We have a hit. I’m heading over as we speak.”

James had managed to track down the goons, but they were out of town so he needed to head over to confirm right away.

He was already on his way, but he decided he should give Isaac a head’s up.

“Good,” Isaac replied. “Contact me when you have something.”

“Sure.”

With that, Isaac hung up and turned around, only to see that Irene was gone from their table.

His heart skipped a beat—the unending list of trouble that occurred to her was almost freakish, leading to his mind always jumping to the worst-case scenario.

He looked around frantically, but he eventually found her carrying a paper bag.

He frowned and strode over to her. “Where did you go?”

the paper bag to show him. “I

at her in silence, Irene presumed that he disliked it too. “Everyone likes snacks, but if you don’t want it, we can just head home and ask Mrs. Watson to cook you

said, cutting her short. “You weren’t there

one second?” Isaac put his arms around her, half-joking and half-serious as he growled with

his long neck and that alluring Adam’s

follow me

chuckled. “What, do I

put the donuts on the table. “Come here, sit—I know you don’t like the grease on grilled skewers, but bear

do this on occasion, but not all the time.” Isaac certainly was not accustomed to this, but Irene was considerate of his tastes and bought him donuts, since he did not like the charred taste of grilled

of food was unhealthy, and they should therefore

Irene nodded. “Okay.”

at arm’s reach, worried that the

grilled food, the scent

Isaac, she

turned on the ignition.

and so leaned closer so that he could smell it, while trying to get him to admit it.

held her gaze then. “What, do you