The Runaway Groom
Chapter 947

Irene said solemnly, "Yes, I missed you so much."

Leaning gently over Isaac's chest, she asked. "What about you? Did you miss me?"

"Every waking moment," he replied.

Irene smiled and reared her head to kiss his Adams's apple and his chest, while her soft hands slid down his abdomen to undo his belt. Isaac stiffened, probably because she was being too flirtatious. "Irene..." His voice was deep and hoarse.

"Yeah?" Irene replied mildly.

"I can't stop myself if you keep doing this,” he said.

Irene smiled. "I know."

She certainly would not want to mess around, not while he was hurt! “Let's get you bathed," she said.

However, Isaac felt uncomfortable because he felt like he was stripped naked in public, to be gawked at.

“I can do this myself," he said.

Irene refused right then. "No, your neck is hurt and shouldn't get wet. Moreover, you can't see, so I have to be here to help.”

Isaac could say nothing to that, and he heard the bathroom door close while the tap was turned on, with splashing immediately ensuing. Zachary returned to the motel after buying new clothes for Isaac.

He knocked on their door a couple times and waited outside.

It was a long while before Irene finally came to the door—she was very wet after bathing Isaac, and the bathroom was so small her cheeks were red from the stuffiness.

Zachary was left staring at her. "What were you doing?"

"Bathing Isaac," Irene replied, taking the bag of clothes. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Zachary flashed a knowing grin then. "Quit the newlywed act and hold back a little. Isaac's hurt, you know."

Irene rolled her eyes at him—how did he jump to that conclusion? "Shut up!" she snapped.

While Zachary was speechless, she grabbed the door handle and said, "Call us when it's time for dinner."

And with that, she shut the door in his face, leaving Zachary at a loss of words.

Was it something he said?

Whatever—he should be checking in with Stan to see if the jeep was fixed.

At the same time, Irene took out the clothes from the bag Zachary brought and saw that it was all casualwear that would fit Isaac.

The style suited him too, and Zachary was attentive enough to buy complete sets.

Irene rarely saw Isaac in casual wear. Once he put them on, he seemed to lose his usual sharp businesslike demeanor and appeared more mortal.

His wet hair and simple attire actually made him appear youthful too! If Isaac knew what Irene was thinking just then, he would be asking, "Am I that old?"

What a shame he could not read minds.

As Irene dried his hair, she asked, "Are you hungry?”

Isaac simply slid his arms around her waist, and Irene allowed herself to sit on his lap.

He murmured, "I want to stay a little longer with you."

"Yeah," she replied as she leaned against his chest, and they embraced each other fiercely in silence.

After a long while, they heard a knock on their door, interrupting their moment of silent respite.

"Let's get something to eat," Zachary said from outside the door. "Okay!" Irene answered. "Coming!"

She pulled out of Isaac's embrace and said quietly, "Come on, let's eat."

"Yeah," Isaac said very softly.

The restaurant they went for was quite nice, though Irene could not tell if it was Stan or Zachary who found it.

As they sat down, Zachary left to make the orders.

Stan stayed with them and said, "The jeep's rear windshield would only be repaired tomorrow. We'll be staying the night."

There was a small population in the small town, and it should be safe enough.

"Good," Irene replied.

Then, Zachary returned in a hurry and handed his phone to Isaac. "It's James. He said it's urgent.”

Isaac answered and heard James's voice from the other end.

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