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.

was no telling how long had passed as she

and she flexed

there was no one in

it was not

out," he

Irene blinked.

I do

sleep in

natural—he was at once embarrassed and furious to see her lying

holding my

"Get out!"

not want explanations, let alone

same room! He would never allow anyone aside from Irene to be so close to him, let

hideousness had nothing to do with his wrath—he just felt guilty, like he had

other hand, Irene was not that clingy, and she

outside, she noticed that his hand

had never

have to come anymore, nor

Irene was puzzled.

"Was my treatment subpar?"

back on her.Her treatment had

Nonetheless, he lied.

"It is."