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?"

the paper bag to show him. "I bought you donuts. There's

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

cutting her short. "You weren't

second?" Isaac put his arms around her, half-joking and half-serious as he growled with unreasonable affection, "Yeah. Don't you leave my

up. From her position, it was a direct view of his long neck and that

and follow me around every day," she

chuckled. "What, do I

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

time." Isaac certainly was not accustomed to this, but Irene was considerate of his tastes and bought him donuts,

she liked, but that sort of food was unhealthy, and they should therefore try to limit how much

Irene nodded. "Okay."

the way home after supper, Irene was holding Tommy but keeping him at arm's reach, worried that the smoky scent on her

condiments heavily applied to grilled food, the scent tended to

Isaac, she asked, "Do

turned on the

that he could smell it, while trying

then. "What, do you