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.

Tommy into one of the

the other,

soon arrived at Median Gate and headed to the private room on the top floor which

menu there was special and

with fileted white fish that melted in the

their ribeye steak lingered in the mouth after a bite, and its fat was just the right amount without

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

were also caviar, quails, and the like—every bite from every dish was savory, a

eating there expensive, but it was also reserved

was completely made of glass, and it overlooked the

James’s arrangement beforehand, food was served soon after they arrived, sparing them from having to wait—the kitchen would start preparing just before the hour of each

on sitting

knowing that she would leave after

feisty, and his silence left Erin leaning in to ask softly, “What’s wrong? You don’t seem

on her

want

stubbornly denied it.

at their direction, her

slightly, feeling considerably

become so quickly reliant on

who was still carrying their baby, saying quietly, “I’ll carry him. You

eat first,”

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