The Runaway Groom Chapter 788

Isaac shook his head. “No, that’s you.”

Irene naturally denied it. “I’m a thug? Am I even capable of beating you up?”

“Hit me, then. I won’t hit back.” Isaac put her hand on his face then, but Irene was not about to actually hit him even if he was spoiling her so much now.

A man’s face was his dignity, just as some jokes were permissible, while others were not.

And Irene certainly was a person with propriety.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she spoke tenderly into his ears. “You’re my husband, my world. I’d never lay a finger on you.”

Isaac kissed her so much that her lipstick smeared his lips. “You really know how to please me.”

Irene wiped his mouth as she said, “I’m being serious.”

That was when he suddenly bit her finger and she smacked him on the chest. “Ow!”

As they fooled around, Irene’s clothes were more or less off, unable to hide her stunning figure.

Soon, the car stopped outside the castle and Isaac wrapped the blanket around her before carrying her out of the car.

front door, waiting to receive

dinner ready?” Isaac asked

Jefferson. You may dine

Have someone bring a bucket of hot water to the

sir,” Pierre replied and promptly gestured for someone to

the time Isaac carried Irene to their room, the bucket of hot

out while putting Irene on

have someone bring some

blister popped, so I’ll be fine

worried regardless. “Doesn’t

feet in hot water relieved her

him. “A woman gave that to me. There are no details so I don’t know what her line of work is, and there’s only

it into the bin

was puzzled. “Why would you do that? It seems a little

a business card—just a

Irene

up slightly. “A club for housewives—rich wives, to

then. She had seen their lavish, easygoing lifestyle of afternoon tea

gather and gossip as a pastime,” Isaac added, before warning her, “But don’t you dare

was confused. “Why

said pointedly. “That’s a club for

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