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.”

took the

straightened her disheveled hair just then and asked, “Won’t

There aren’t many side effects,” she closed

she returned

other methods or he could take some medication

over her, he went

up late the next

and Isaac had already

had breakfast, and Tommy was playing in the

her arrive, Mrs. Watson asked, “Would you like to eat now, Mrs.

waved her

Sheryl stopped her. “Eat—even if you’re busy. Whatever it

Irene paused awkwardly, Mrs. Watson chimed in, “That’s right. Your health is very important—you should listen

elders were so concerned for her, Irene hence turned around and headed to the dining

foot, she called Finn and started to stuff food into

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

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

to discipline you, so it’s good your mother is around

Watson as she

what’s best for you,” Mrs.

“That’s right,” Sheryl echoed.

head—fine, she lost this

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

be home early

“Do

that she was late because of work, but Sheryl was more concerned about her health than her

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