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?"

him. "I bought you donuts. There's

likes snacks, but if you don't want

her short. "You weren't there

can't live without me for one second?" Isaac put his arms around her, half-joking and half-serious as he

a direct view of his long neck and that alluring Adam's apple of his,

could be my bodyguard and follow me

do

donuts on the table. "Come here, sit—I know you don't like the grease on grilled skewers, but bear with it for today. I won't make you eat at stalls from

not accustomed to this, but Irene was considerate of his tastes and bought him donuts, since he did not like the charred

of food was unhealthy, and they should therefore

Irene nodded. "Okay."

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

heavily applied to grilled food, the

she asked, "Do

turned on the

could smell it, while trying to get

gaze then.