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 door, waiting to

dinner ready?” Isaac asked as

You may

bucket of hot water

Pierre replied and promptly gestured for someone to get to

carried Irene to their

out while putting Irene on the bed and her feet in the

someone bring some

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

worried regardless. “Doesn’t it

shook her head—soaking her feet in hot water relieved

it to him. “A woman gave that to me. There are no details so I don’t know what her line of work is, and there’s only that phone number

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

puzzled. “Why would you do that? It seems a

business

What club?” Irene pressed out

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

She had seen their lavish, easygoing lifestyle

gather and gossip as

confused.

said pointedly. “That’s a club for old

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