The Runaway Groom Chapter 886

Perhaps it was ticklish or something else, but Irene was moving around a lot.

She then wrapped her arms around Isaac’s neck and pressed her face against his, purring tenderly, “It’s hot… I feel so hot…”

Her cheeks were pinkish and droplets covered her devilish figure.

And the way she wiggled in his arms was utterly alluring, just like a seductive succubus!

Isaac lowered his eyes through the steam from the hot bath, but restrained himself.

Gulping, he rasped, “Don’t move. It will be over soon.”

“Urgh…” She kept struggling nonetheless. “It’s so stuffy.”

It was certainly the case in this bathroom!

“That’s enough,” he growled, forced to firmly hold onto her flailing hands as he washed her hair, soaking it thoroughly with bubbles.

When he was done, he carried her out of the bathtub, and they both stood under the shower sprinklers to wash off the suds.

Through it all, Irene’s body was glued to his.

After everything was done, he pulled out a bathrobe and draped it carelessly over himself before trying to put one on Irene as well.

Naturally, she was being uncooperative again—it was hot since she just bathed, and she did not want to put on anything.

“It’s too warm,” she complained.

having to cater to her whims, but

without making her

safe to go out into the living room as well—Mrs. Watson was not around, while Sheryl was busy with the

upstairs to their bedroom

tugged on the bathrobe, loosening

help sighing even as he dried her

said—the work

asleep

after a bath, Irene slept like a log and only woke

started rubbing her temples soon enough as her head

she rasped with a parched

of water, while she narrowed her eyes, her head slowly clearing as she took the

“Past ten.”

getting to her feet and finishing her drink, placing the

her bathrobe, and then saw

bathed me?” she

replied softly. “Shouldn’t everything be washed

Was she some sort of object to be disposed of after

not working?”

he said, sitting on the edge of

scratched her head in

were apologizing to me last night. Did

Irene frowned. “I did?”

but Irene could

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