The Runaway Groom Chapter 880

Isaac came home to take them out for lunch.

When he returned, Sheryl had already packed up the baby’s necessities, along with the stroller, which was in the car trunk.

Isaac had the chauffeur put everything in the car while taking the baby off Irene’s hands.

The baby’s skin was healthy and fair, and his tiny figure was utterly adorable.

As Isaac gave him a peck on the cheek, he beamed, baring eight tiny white teeth that looked just like rice grains.

He was drooling too, so Isaac had to wipe it off him.

“Oh, my,” Isaac said just then. “Don’t you think his lips look just like yours?”

Tiny and pinkish, that was.

Irene shot Isaac a glare. “Of course, I gave birth to him.”

“No, it’s just the lips,” Isaac said as he studied his baby. “His nose, eyes, and cheeks are all like mine.”

Irene sighed—she was the one who carried the baby for ten months, and it was certainly not easy.

And both children had to resemble their father only.

“Let’s go!” Isaac said, putting a hand over her shoulder.

Tommy into one of the cars, where Eagle

and Isaac went to the other, which the old chauffeur

at Median Gate and headed to the private room on the top floor which James

was special and virtually exclusive

fish that

their ribeye steak lingered in the mouth after a bite, and its fat was just the

dish, but no other place cooked it with originality.

the like—every bite from every

expensive, but

room was completely made of glass,

sparing them from having

on sitting with

leave after lunch, he kept holding her

was always adorably feisty, and his silence left Erin leaning in to ask softly, “What’s wrong? You

leaned on

don’t want

denied

glanced at their direction, her eyes lingering on

sighed slightly, feeling

more company, he probably would not become so quickly reliant

her hands at Isaac, who was still carrying their baby, saying quietly,

you eat

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