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.

over from having to cater to her whims, but he had to

bathrobe like a cocoon without making her wear it and carried her

living room as well—Mrs. Watson was not around, while Sheryl

Irene upstairs to their bedroom and put her on the

tugged on

even as he

drinking ever again,” he said—the work alone was

cleaning up, he fell asleep

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

her temples soon enough as her

with a

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

“Past ten.”

and finishing her

on her bathrobe, and then saw

bathed me?”

“Shouldn’t everything be washed and dumped after you vomited all over

she some sort of

working?” she then

you,” he said, sitting on the edge of the bed and

her head in slight

were apologizing to me last night.

Irene frowned. “I did?”

Irene

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