The Runaway Groom
Chapter 1015

Irene hesitated for a moment as she watched Isaac raise a hand, but she eventually walked up and put her hand in his palm.

He grasped her fingers firmly as he gently pulled a little, and Irene followed the motion to lean in and climb into his arms.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Isaac asked, brushing his fingers through her hair.

“You wouldn't have let me come if I did," she purred in his arms. Isaac sighed. "I just didn't want you to see me like this."

"You're my husband," Irene said, looking up at him just then. “I'll love you however you are."

And with those words, she leaned in to kiss his lips.

Isaac's whole body stiffened and he rasped, "I smell like medicine.” Irene stared at him—that was certainly not his issue.

After all, he was just used to being proud and was therefore insecure now that he lost the initiative.

She smiled. “I don't mind. What are you upset about?"

Isaac smiled in return, and she lay her head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat. "Don't chase me away. Let me stay and take care of you, okay?"

Isaac was silent for a while before he answered very softly, "Okay." Irene's eyelashes fluttered lightly over her large eyes just then, and she said, "Lulu's peace is interrupted again. Martin is in trouble and it's really serious—they don't even know if he's still alive. But I know Lulu, and he's most definitely dead. She wouldn't have passed her baby to Zachary otherwise... To think that this would happen to them when she and Zachary were university sweethearts and the envy of everyone. I feel disappointed to see that they can never be together."

Wrapping her arms firmly around Isaac, she murmured, "I don't want to live with disappointments like them. I want to be with you forever..." Isaac gently patted her on the back. "We'll be fine. Don't worry. We're us."

And they were them.

Things were different for Lulu and Zachary—maybe they were destined to be apart, and it was just how things were meant to be for them. "Did you miss me when I wasn't around?" Irene asked mildly then. "Yeah," Isaac murmured softly.

“Then why didn't you say that over the phone?" she pressed.

Isaac was speechless. "I wanted to tell you directly.”

“I'm right here," Irene said, staring him in the eyes just then. "You can say it now."

Isaac was speechless again. "Come here, just sleep with me for a moment.”

Irene was not about to fall for it. “Don't change the subject.”

Isaac pursed his lips, gathered her in his arms, and said mildly, "I missed you."

Very much so.

Irene unbuttoned his patient's garb then and put his hand on her breast.

She never took the lead like that—she was always the passive one around him.

But now that she did it out of the blue, Isaac honestly did not know how to respond.

"Irene..." he murmured

Irene gently pressed a finger on his lips. "Shush. You always did the work before. Now, it's my turn..."

And the rest was history...

However, though Irene had been on top, she ended up pinned underneath him again...

He covered her thin shoulder with finger marks and hickeys.

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