The Runaway Groom

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.”

then that she took the

her disheveled hair just then and asked, “Won’t there be

aren’t many side effects,” she closed her eyes.

that, she returned to

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

over her, he

…

up late the next

her eyes, and Isaac had already

and Tommy was playing in

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

her off. “No,

Sheryl stopped her. “Eat—even if you’re busy. Whatever it is, it

awkwardly, Mrs. Watson chimed in, “That’s right. Your health is very important—you should

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

she called Finn and started to stuff food into

the phone out of her hands, hanging up

daring to retort, she simply kept her head down

and smiled. “Mr. Jefferson would not dare to discipline you, so it’s good your mother is around or you’d

Mrs. Watson as she chewed.

what’s best

“That’s right,” Sheryl echoed.

hung her head—fine, she lost this

allowed her out of the door after she tamely finished her food, and threw her phone at her when she

be home early today,” she

“Do whatever

certainly aware that she was late because of work, but Sheryl