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.

at the front door, waiting to

dinner ready?” Isaac asked as he headed

may dine at any

a bucket of hot water

Pierre replied and promptly gestured for

the time Isaac carried Irene to their room,

the servant out while putting Irene on the bed

someone bring some

“The blister popped, so I’ll be fine once the pus is squeezed

worried regardless. “Doesn’t

She shook her head—soaking her feet in hot water

it to him. “A woman gave that to me. There are

it into

would you do that? It

business card—just a club

Irene

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

their lavish, easygoing lifestyle of afternoon

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

confused.

Isaac said pointedly. “That’s a club for

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