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.

was at the front door, waiting to

dinner ready?” Isaac asked as he

You may dine at

bring a bucket of hot

and promptly gestured for someone to get to

Irene to their room, the bucket of

putting Irene on the

have someone bring some

Irene said from beneath her blanket. “The blister popped, so I’ll be fine once the

still worried regardless. “Doesn’t it

her feet in hot water relieved her

business card she received and passing it to 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 that

tell immediately, and he threw it into the bin nearby

“Why would you do that? It seems a little

a business card—just

Irene pressed out of

curled up slightly. “A club for

lavish, easygoing lifestyle of afternoon tea sessions and extravagant

do, so they’d just gather and gossip as a

confused.

“That’s a club for old

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