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.

sweating all over from having to cater

without making her wear it

was safe to go out into the living room as well—Mrs. Watson was

their bedroom and

feeling too hot, Irene tugged on the bathrobe,

not help sighing even as

again,” he said—the work alone was

up, he fell asleep with

sleeping was especially comfortable after a bath, Irene slept like a log and only woke up at 10

temples soon enough

she rasped with a parched

narrowed her eyes, her head slowly clearing as she took the glass. “What time

“Past ten.”

getting to her feet and finishing her drink, placing the glass on the

and then saw

me?”

be washed and dumped

speechless. Was she some sort of object to be disposed

working?” she

waiting for you,” he said, sitting on the edge of the

scratched her head in slight

were apologizing to me last night. Did you do something

Irene frowned. “I did?”

but Irene could not remember a

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