The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 805

Irene tried to push the crushing weight on top of her, but she could not make it budge at all.

She opened her eyes and immediately picked up the faint scent of alcohol hitting her nose.

Frowning, she asked meekly, “Were you drinking?”

“Just a little,” he answered vaguely, nestling his head against her collarbone.

“You’re heavy…” she murmured as she pushed at him again.

Isaac kissed her neck and started to undress her, without forgetting to answer, “Nope.”

His breathing was soon short and rushed, and Irene forgot herself amid the sounds of his breathing.

There was no telling they had been at it, but she was left so tired she did not want to move, while all her limbs were sore.

However, Isaac remained vigorous and persisted.

“I still have work tomorrow… Umph…”

He kissed her before she could finish, cutting her off mid-sentence.

It was after a long while that she was finally willing to release her, and she lay limply under the blanket, rasping, “Get me my pills.”

Issac opened the drawer, but saw that the pill bottle inside was empty.

He poured her a glass of water and said, “You finished the pills.”

then that she took the

disheveled hair just then and asked, “Won’t there be side effects if you take too

closed her eyes. “I’ll get another box

that, she

was going to ask if there were other methods or he could take some medication instead, but

he went

…

up

her eyes, and

and Tommy

eat now, Mrs. Jefferson? I’ve been keeping your

her off. “No,

if you’re busy. Whatever it is, it

in, “That’s right. Your

concerned for her, Irene hence turned around

Finn and started to stuff

over and snatched the phone out of her hands, hanging up the call.

but not daring to retort, she

nearby and smiled. “Mr. Jefferson would not dare to discipline you, so it’s good your mother is around or you’d really be

Mrs. Watson as she chewed. “You’re with

what’s best for you,”

“That’s right,” Sheryl echoed.

her head—fine, she

of the door after she tamely finished her food, and threw

early today,” she

snorted. “Do whatever you

late because of work, but Sheryl