The Runaway Groom

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

ready?” Isaac asked

Mr. Jefferson. You may dine

bring a bucket of hot water to

Pierre replied and promptly gestured

to their room, the bucket of

Irene on the

have someone bring some

blister popped, so I’ll

still worried regardless. “Doesn’t

head—soaking her feet in

and passing it to him. “A woman gave that to me. There are no details so

however, could tell immediately, and he threw it into the bin nearby

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

not a business card—just a

club?” Irene pressed

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

easygoing

gossip

confused.

said pointedly. “That’s a club