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?"

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

silence, Irene presumed that he disliked it too. "Everyone likes snacks, but if you don't want it, we can just head home and ask Mrs. Watson to cook you

said, cutting her short. "You

arms around her, half-joking and half-serious as he growled with unreasonable affection, "Yeah.

of his long neck and that

bodyguard and follow me around every day," she cooed in

do

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

not accustomed to this, but Irene was considerate of his tastes and bought him donuts, since

sort of food was unhealthy, and

Irene nodded. "Okay."

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

grilled food, the scent tended

toward Isaac, she

on the

could smell it, while trying to get him to admit

gaze then. "What,