The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 890

As their eyes met, Irene pretended to be pensive. “Well, yeah. I’m too beautiful I bewitched you, making me fall so deeply in love with me…”

Isaac was speechless—when did she become so thick-skinned?

Irene sighed then and cupped his face with her hands. “I’m now the subject of gossip no thanks to you.”

Isaac smiled and put a hand on the back of her head, before leaning in to give her a light kiss. “Being gossiped about means you have their attention.”

Irene pouted. “I don’t want that. Who knows what they are saying behind my back even though they keep smiling in front of me.”

Isaac rose to his feet, making an angry look. “I’ll go warn them right now.”

“Stop,” Irene exclaimed as she caught his wrist. “They’d say that I bewitched you if you really did.”

“Right,” Isaac said, giving her a meaningful look. “You only warm my bed, after all.”

Irene was speechless for a moment and gave him a shove. “You’re despicable.”

Isaac chuckled and caught her hand. “Get over here.”

Irene walked around his desk, and followed his pull to naturally fall in his lap.

she leaned her head over her shoulder and purred playfully, “From now on, don’t you take notice or get upset if

“Yeah,” Isaac replied lovingly.

Bzzt…

she took it out to

arranged for the day after tomorrow, and that everyone from Hotmesh Research

was being informed since

up, and pocketed her

done investigating

proceeded so quickly if there

Isaac’s eyes just then, she said,

Isaac, and she leaned on Isaac, brushing her cheeks against his chest before rearing her head to kiss him. “You’re so

were at it for a while as he replied vaguely, “Yeah… Who would I

into their kiss, the air in the room becoming

the fair skin on her waist. “You’re doing this

could not

she do this

over his mouth, her finger brushing over his soft,

this on purpose—she simply loved

feelings, because words were not

with your focus

his arms around