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.”

that she took the

and asked, “Won’t

There aren’t many side effects,” she closed her

that, she returned to

if there were other methods or he could take some medication instead, but he

blanket over her, he went

…

Irene woke up late the

when she opened her eyes, and Isaac had already left when

had breakfast, and Tommy was playing in

eat now, Mrs. Jefferson? I’ve

her off.

if you’re busy. Whatever it is,

Watson chimed in, “That’s right. Your health is very

both elders were so concerned for her, Irene hence turned around and

Mrs. Watson brought her foot, she called Finn and started to stuff food into

and snatched the phone out of her hands,

was left silent, but not daring to retort, she simply kept her head

would not dare to discipline you, so it’s good

looked up at Mrs. Watson as she chewed. “You’re with them too,

what’s best for you,” Mrs. Watson

“That’s right,” Sheryl echoed.

hung her head—fine,

allowed her out of the door after she tamely finished her food,

early today,” she

snorted. “Do

aware that she was late because of work, but Sheryl was more concerned about