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 headed

Mr. Jefferson. You may dine at

bucket of hot

sir,” Pierre replied and promptly gestured for someone

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

putting Irene on

have someone

her blanket. “The blister popped,

was still worried

She shook her head—soaking her feet in

woman gave that to me. There are no details so I don’t know what her line of work

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

was puzzled. “Why would you do

business card—just a club

club?” Irene pressed out of

“A club for housewives—rich wives,

easygoing lifestyle of afternoon tea sessions and

they’d just gather and gossip as

was confused. “Why

said pointedly. “That’s a club

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