The Runaway Groom Chapter 805

Irene tried to push the crushing weight on top of her, but she could not make it budge at all.

She opened her eyes and immediately picked up the faint scent of alcohol hitting her nose.

Frowning, she asked meekly, “Were you drinking?”

“Just a little,” he answered vaguely, nestling his head against her collarbone.

“You’re heavy…” she murmured as she pushed at him again.

Isaac kissed her neck and started to undress her, without forgetting to answer, “Nope.”

His breathing was soon short and rushed, and Irene forgot herself amid the sounds of his breathing.

There was no telling they had been at it, but she was left so tired she did not want to move, while all her limbs were sore.

However, Isaac remained vigorous and persisted.

“I still have work tomorrow… Umph…”

He kissed her before she could finish, cutting her off mid-sentence.

It was after a long while that she was finally willing to release her, and she lay limply under the blanket, rasping, “Get me my pills.”

Issac opened the drawer, but saw that the pill bottle inside was empty.

He poured her a glass of water and said, “You finished the pills.”

remembered then that she took the last one a while

just then and asked, “Won’t there be side effects if

fine. There aren’t many side effects,” she closed her eyes. “I’ll get another box

that, she

other methods or he could take some medication instead, but he did not

the blanket over her, he went to

Irene woke up late the

nine when she opened her eyes, and Isaac had already left

Tommy was playing in the living

eat now, Mrs. Jefferson? I’ve been keeping your portion

her off. “No,

you’re

right. Your health is

were so concerned for her, Irene hence turned around and headed to the

Finn and started to stuff food into

came over and snatched the phone out of her hands, hanging up the call.

retort, she simply kept her

Jefferson would not dare to discipline you, so it’s good your mother is around or you’d really be

Mrs. Watson as she chewed. “You’re with

what’s best for

“That’s right,” Sheryl echoed.

head—fine,

tamely finished her food, and threw her phone at

be home early today,” she

snorted. “Do

work, but Sheryl was more concerned about her health

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