The Runaway Groom Chapter 885

Isaac was left dumbfounded for a moment, but he quickly and gently patted Irene’s back. “You’re drunk. Be good now, and don’t say such silly things. I’m carrying you inside.”

“No…”

Even so, Irene was holding onto his waist relentlessly while keeping her face buried in his chest. “You don’t get it.”

Isaac lowered his gaze at her and asked, “What don’t I get?”

“I’m afraid to tell you,” she rasped.

Isaac turned to Eagle right then, “Go in for now!”

“Yes, sir,” Eagle said, and turned to head inside.

“It hurts.” Irene, meanwhile, was tightening her hands around his waist.

“Do you want to vomit?” Isaac asked mildly.

Irene shook her head, still leaning against him. “My heart hurts.”

Isaac sharply noticed that there was something weighing on her mind, and he asked softly, “Why?”

That was when she suddenly looked up, staring him straight in the eye.

“Bleurgh.”

Her stomach was churning.

to carry her out in time, she

The stench…

a palm over his

time with her rubbish? He should have carried her out of

off his jacket and wiping himself a little, he then threw it on the ground and carried

the chauffeur to clean the car. “And throw that

of vomit, mixed with the odor of alcohol, was

got inside, Irene

“Bleugh…”

while Sheryl appeared

Irene had to be carried and smelled of alcohol,

“Yeah,” Isaac replied.

she doing?” Sheryl groaned. “She never drinks, and now she’s

research center. It won’t do if she was the only

bath. She would have to bathe downstairs.” Sheryl entered the

“You should stay outside with the baby—she will start vomiting again, and the whole

of her. The baby is going to sleep soon anyway, so I’ll coax

replied, and closed the bathroom

toilet and vomited again, though there was less of it

and the room was soon filled with

yet?” he

was sitting on the floor, her clothes a mess and

drunk hurt, and her eyes

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