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.

front door,

Isaac asked

Jefferson. You may dine at any

a bucket

well, sir,” Pierre replied and promptly gestured

Isaac carried Irene to their room, the

on

have someone bring

said from beneath her blanket. “The blister popped, so

worried regardless.

feet in hot water relieved her a

“A woman gave that to me. There are no details

however, could tell immediately, and he threw it into the

puzzled. “Why would you do that?

not a business card—just

What club?” Irene pressed

lips curled up slightly. “A club for housewives—rich

seen their lavish, easygoing lifestyle

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

confused.

Isaac said pointedly. “That’s a club for old

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