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.”

remembered then that she took the

hair just then and asked, “Won’t there be side effects

aren’t many side effects,” she closed her

that, she returned to

going to ask if there were other methods or he could take some medication

over her, he went to

…

Irene woke up late the

she opened her eyes, and Isaac had

and Tommy was playing in the

her arrive, Mrs. Watson asked, “Would you like to eat now, Mrs. Jefferson? I’ve

her off. “No,

“Eat—even if you’re busy.

Mrs. Watson chimed in, “That’s right.

Irene hence turned around and headed

called Finn and

snatched the phone out of her hands, hanging

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

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

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

just want what’s best for

“That’s right,” Sheryl echoed.

head—fine, she lost this

after she tamely finished her food, and threw her phone at her when she

home early today,” she

“Do whatever

was late because of work, but