The Runaway Groom

Chapter 772

"We have a hit. I'm heading over as we speak."

James had managed to track down the goons, but they were out of town so he needed to head over to confirm right away.

He was already on his way, but he decided he should give Isaac a head's up.

"Good," Isaac replied. "Contact me when you have something."

"Sure."

With that, Isaac hung up and turned around, only to see that Irene was gone from their table.

His heart skipped a beat—the unending list of trouble that occurred to her was almost freakish, leading to his mind always jumping to the worst-case scenario.

He looked around frantically, but he eventually found her carrying a paper bag.

He frowned and strode over to her. "Where did you go?"

bag to show him. "I bought you donuts. There's nothing else available this

stared at her in silence, Irene presumed that he disliked it too. "Everyone likes snacks, but if you don't want it, we can just

her short. "You weren't there when I turned

around her, half-joking and half-serious as he growled with unreasonable

long neck and that alluring Adam's apple of his, as well as his

could be my bodyguard and follow me

do I get

grease on grilled skewers, but bear with it for today.

on occasion, but not all the time." Isaac certainly was not accustomed to this, but Irene was considerate of his

was unhealthy, and they should therefore try to limit how

Irene nodded. "Okay."

supper, Irene was holding Tommy but keeping him at arm's reach, worried that the

condiments heavily applied to grilled food,

Isaac, she

turned on the ignition.

that he could smell it, while trying to get him

her gaze then. "What,