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.

the front

ready?” Isaac asked as

Jefferson. You may dine

bucket of

sir,” Pierre replied and promptly gestured for someone to get to

their room, the bucket

sent the servant out while putting Irene on the bed and

someone bring

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

was still worried regardless. “Doesn’t

her head—soaking her feet in

and passing it to him. “A woman gave that to me. There

tell immediately, and he threw it into

do that? It seems

business card—just

What club?” Irene pressed out

slightly. “A club

lavish, easygoing lifestyle

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

confused. “Why

“That’s

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