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.

one of the cars, where Eagle took

to the

at Median Gate and headed to the private room

menu there was special and virtually exclusive

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

lingered in the mouth after a bite, and

dish, but no other place cooked it with originality. Every

quails, and the like—every bite from

eating there expensive, but it was also

was completely

them from having to

on sitting

that she would 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 don’t seem

simply leaned on her

don’t want me

denied

her eyes lingering

slightly, feeling

not become so quickly reliant on someone

still carrying their baby, saying quietly, “I’ll

you eat

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