The Runaway Groom Chapter 880

Isaac came home to take them out for lunch.

When he returned, Sheryl had already packed up the baby’s necessities, along with the stroller, which was in the car trunk.

Isaac had the chauffeur put everything in the car while taking the baby off Irene’s hands.

The baby’s skin was healthy and fair, and his tiny figure was utterly adorable.

As Isaac gave him a peck on the cheek, he beamed, baring eight tiny white teeth that looked just like rice grains.

He was drooling too, so Isaac had to wipe it off him.

“Oh, my,” Isaac said just then. “Don’t you think his lips look just like yours?”

Tiny and pinkish, that was.

Irene shot Isaac a glare. “Of course, I gave birth to him.”

“No, it’s just the lips,” Isaac said as he studied his baby. “His nose, eyes, and cheeks are all like mine.”

Irene sighed—she was the one who carried the baby for ten months, and it was certainly not easy.

And both children had to resemble their father only.

“Let’s go!” Isaac said, putting a hand over her shoulder.

led Tommy into one of the cars, where

the

arrived at Median Gate and headed to the private room

menu there was special and

Cioppino, made with fileted white fish that melted

of their ribeye steak lingered in the mouth after a bite, and its fat was just

dish, but no other place cooked it with originality. Every clam and shrimp cooked in it

quails, and the like—every bite from every dish was

only was eating there expensive, but it was also reserved

the private room was completely made of glass, and it overlooked the

food was served soon after they arrived, sparing them from having to wait—the kitchen would start preparing just before

insisted on sitting

would leave after lunch, he kept holding

was always adorably feisty, and his silence left Erin leaning in to

on

don’t want me to leave,

stubbornly denied

direction, her

sighed slightly,

offered him more company, he probably would not become so quickly reliant

out her hands at Isaac, who was still carrying their baby, saying quietly, “I’ll

eat first,” Isaac

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