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 nothing else available this

too. "Everyone likes snacks, but if you don't want it,

her short. "You

her, half-joking and

direct view of his long neck and

follow me

"What, do

on the table. "Come here, sit—I know you don't like the grease on grilled skewers, but bear with it

I can do this on occasion, but not all the time." Isaac certainly was not accustomed to this, but Irene was considerate of his tastes and bought him donuts, since he did not like the charred taste of

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

Irene nodded. "Okay."

was holding Tommy but keeping him at arm's reach, worried that the smoky scent on her clothes would latch on to

to grilled food, the

toward Isaac, she asked, "Do I

on the ignition.

closer so that he could smell it, while trying to get him

gaze then. "What, do