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.

led Tommy into one of the cars, where Eagle took the steering

and Isaac went to the other, which

—

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

special and virtually exclusive

Sunshine State Cioppino, made with fileted white fish that melted in the mouth. It

mouth after a bite, and its fat was just

place cooked it with

quails, and the like—every bite from every dish was savory, a taste

only was eating there expensive, but it was also

completely made of glass, and it overlooked the

James’s arrangement beforehand, food was served soon after they arrived, sparing them from having to wait—the kitchen would start preparing just before the

insisted on sitting with

leave after lunch,

left Erin leaning in to ask softly,

on her in

smiled. “You don’t want me to leave,

stubbornly denied

her

sighed slightly, feeling

more company, he probably would not become so

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

you eat