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

Isaac went to the

—

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

and virtually

especially the case for the Sunshine State Cioppino, made with fileted white fish that melted in the mouth. It was a flavor that no other

ribeye steak lingered in the mouth after a bite, and

it with originality. Every clam and shrimp cooked

bite from every

not only was eating there expensive, but

of the walls of the private room was completely made

beforehand, food was served soon after they arrived, sparing them from having to wait—the kitchen

on sitting

knowing that she would leave after lunch, he kept

always adorably feisty, and his silence left Erin leaning in to

leaned on her

don’t want me to leave,

stubbornly denied

direction, her

sighed slightly, feeling

become

Irene held out her hands at Isaac, who was still carrying their baby, saying quietly, “I’ll

you eat first,”