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

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

said, cutting her short. "You weren't there when

live without me for one second?" Isaac put his arms around her, half-joking and half-serious as he growled with unreasonable affection,

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

could be my bodyguard and follow me around every day,"

chuckled. "What, do I get

replied unapologetically, and put the 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

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

eating what she liked, but that sort of food was

Irene nodded. "Okay."

holding Tommy but keeping him at arm's

the condiments heavily applied to grilled food, the scent tended

she asked, "Do

on the

so leaned closer so that he could

her gaze then. "What, do