The Runaway Groom

Chapter 481

Irene was left paralyzed in fear, unsure of how she should react.

Did he notice something? The very thought left her gulping without knowing it.

Nonetheless, Isaac paused just a pace away.

"What are you afraid of? Did you think I'd force myself on someone as ugly as you?"

With that, he turned and walked toward the bed, leaving Irene frowning and wondering if there was something wrong with him.

Wait, there was—and it was quite serious too.

By the time Irene brought a chair to sit at the edge of the bed, Isaac had already laid down, and she began to massage him.

Her technique was precise and she applied the right amount of pressure, and there was no question that it was comforting.

Isaac slowly closed his eyes—he somehow enjoyed the feeling that could make him sleep.

Irene, however, was doing it while almost dozing off.

While it was fortunate that Isaac slept early, he caught her by the wrist when she tried to leave.

Was he dreaming again? As she lowered her gaze at him, she tried to pull her hand out of his grasp, but he held on tightly.She sat at the edge of the bed in turn, intending to leave when he released her.

However, as she waited, she dozed off on top of him.

how long had passed as she woke

muddle, and she flexed her numbed arm

was not until she was going to leave when she realized that there was no one in bed, and looked

last night's bathrobe, but it was not in a mess —he

he

Irene blinked.

do

you sleep

was only natural—he was at once embarrassed and furious to see her lying on top of him

were holding my

"Get out!"

explanations, let alone find out if it was

not want her in the same room! He would never allow anyone aside from

wrath—he

hand, Irene was not that clingy, and she had only

noticed that his hand had turned red, as if he

clean freak? She had never noticed

"You don't have to

Irene was puzzled.

"Was my treatment subpar?"

back on her.Her treatment had certainly been excellent, curing

Nonetheless, he lied.

"It is."