The Runaway Groom

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.

the cars, where Eagle

the other, which the

—

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

special and virtually exclusive

the case for the Sunshine State Cioppino, made with fileted white fish that melted in the

aroma of their ribeye steak lingered in the mouth after a bite, and its fat

a traditional dish, but no other place cooked it with originality. Every clam and

from every dish was savory, a taste to be

expensive, but it was

of the walls of the private room was completely made

sparing them from having to wait—the kitchen would start preparing just before the hour of each

on

knowing that she would leave after lunch,

feisty, and his silence left Erin leaning in to

simply leaned on her in

“You don’t want me

denied

her eyes

sighed slightly, feeling

only she had offered him more company, he probably would not become so quickly reliant on

at Isaac, who was still carrying

eat first,” Isaac