The Runaway Groom Chapter 788

Isaac shook his head. “No, that’s you.”

Irene naturally denied it. “I’m a thug? Am I even capable of beating you up?”

“Hit me, then. I won’t hit back.” Isaac put her hand on his face then, but Irene was not about to actually hit him even if he was spoiling her so much now.

A man’s face was his dignity, just as some jokes were permissible, while others were not.

And Irene certainly was a person with propriety.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she spoke tenderly into his ears. “You’re my husband, my world. I’d never lay a finger on you.”

Isaac kissed her so much that her lipstick smeared his lips. “You really know how to please me.”

Irene wiped his mouth as she said, “I’m being serious.”

That was when he suddenly bit her finger and she smacked him on the chest. “Ow!”

As they fooled around, Irene’s clothes were more or less off, unable to hide her stunning figure.

Soon, the car stopped outside the castle and Isaac wrapped the blanket around her before carrying her out of the car.

was at the front

Isaac asked

may dine at any

someone bring a bucket of hot

well, sir,” Pierre replied and promptly gestured for someone to get

their room,

out while putting Irene on the bed and

someone bring some

blanket. “The blister popped, so I’ll be fine once the pus

worried

head—soaking her feet in hot

to me. There are no details so I don’t know what her

however, could tell immediately, and he threw it into the bin nearby once

“Why would you do

a business card—just a club

Irene pressed out

curled up slightly. “A club for housewives—rich wives,

then. She had seen their lavish, easygoing lifestyle of afternoon

to do, so they’d just gather and gossip as a pastime,” Isaac

confused. “Why

“That’s a

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