The Runaway Groom

Chapter 629

Irene then saw that her collar was opened, revealing her breasts’

Her cheeks burning right then, she pouted and shot him a glare. "You really are brazen."

Isaac said with a quiet, eager voice. "Well, you are my wife.”

As he spoke, he leaned in and kissed her on her breast.

Irene flinched, and gently shoved him. "Stop."

Isaac looked up just then, the fire in his eyes not quite fading. Instead, he was tightening his arms around her and their breaths tangled while he leaned in.

Looking into Irene's eyes that sparkled like stars in a night, he murmured, “I missed you."

Irene flushed, her cheeks turning red hot.

Before she could speak, his lips took hers and his hands reached underneath her clothes as he kissed her, gently caressing her smooth skin.

His voice was hoarse, and brushing warmly against her ear. "I love you, Irene."

Irene was still in her postpartum phase. He was a healthy man, and there were times he

a volcano, and there was no stopping

only realized that it was too late when

herself being pressed into the soft sheets of their bed, while his hot,

no telling how long had passed, but

under her blanket, she did not want to move at all, so

warm towel to wipe her down

and soon became nervous. "Why? Are you sick? Why didn't

quickly checked her, but she shook

the bed, reaching underneath the blanket to wipe her and asked quietly, "Then

her

difficult for her to deliver children from now on-she could get pregnant, but keeping the baby

to mention that she did not

away the towel to

because he did not take good care of her, as well as allowed so much

stick

you prefer daughters? What if our baby is a boy?” Irene

kissed her forehead. "Two sons are fine.” Irene joked, "You can get