The Runaway Groom
Chapter 780

The Runaway Groom Chapter 780

Irene forgot how to react right then as she spaced out, allowing Isaac to kiss her as much as he wanted.

Irene slowly softened, her temper calming.

After a long while, Isaac released her, and her lips were bright red like peaches that were just soaked in water.She lowered her gaze.

“What time will you leave work?”

“Maybe later.I have a meeting at six,” he said.

Irene checked her wristwatch —it was almost six.

“I'll wait.”

“Okay,” Isaac said.

Irene then settled herself on the couch and started reading a book she picked randomly.

Isaac picked up his coffee and sat beside her.

“Let's salvage your image on another occasion.” Irene hated the mere mention of that.

“Fine,” she said, seemingly resigning herself since it was pointless now. “Though they'd think less of you since I left a bad impression, believing that you have poor taste, picking a woman who only thinks about getting frisky. I'm no domestic goddess anyway, so they can say whatever they like.”

“That's the spirit.” Isaac chuckled.

“It's their opinion, so let them be. Now, have some coffee to calm down.”

Irene had actually let it go, but was slightly irked again at Isaac's words. “Go to your meeting already. Quit hovering around me—it's annoying.” Isaac gave her a peck on the cheek then.

“Alright, I'm going.Don’t want to annoy you.”

Irene caught his wrist as he stood up.

“Make it quick.We should head home soon.”

“Okay,” Issac replied.

All the books Isaac had were about commerce, so she fell asleep soon enough from disinterest.She slept late last night and woke early, and did not nap in the afternoon to finish work earlier.

As drowsiness took her, she put down the book and lay down on the couch to get more comfortable, eventually dozing off without knowing it. After Isaac ended the meeting and returned to his office, he found Irene curled up on the couch.

He took off his jacket and put it over her when the phone on his desk rang.He got up and answered it while Irene stirred.

Rubbing her eyes, she looked up to see Isaac behind his desk, answering the call.

She had no idea what the other end said, while Isaac hung up after a few brief words.

“Is your meeting over?” Irene asked.

“Yeah,” he replied, putting down his phone.

“Did the ringing wake you?" Irene shook her head.

“No.”

“Let's go home.”

She got to her feet and followed him outside.

On the way home, Isaac appeared hesitant to mention something. “Just spit it already,” Irene eventually told him.

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“When?” Irene asked.

“Friday,” he replied.

Irene checked her phone and considered it.

“I's Tuesday. There are three more days, so I think I can free up two days if I bring forward my schedule.” Isaac held her hand.

“Thanks.”

Irene smiled faintly at him.

“I thought we shouldn't be too polite when we're married?”

And she was just fuffilling her duty as a wife as well.

Leaning against his arm, she said, “I'll do my best to be a good wife and a good mother from now on.”

Isaac smiled.

“You always were a good wife.”

Irene looked up at him then.

She had more or less seen through his eccentricities by now, and what followed was definitely nothing good.

“What are you getting at?” she asked.

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