The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 890

As their eyes met, Irene pretended to be pensive. “Well, yeah. I’m too beautiful I bewitched you, making me fall so deeply in love with me…”

Isaac was speechless—when did she become so thick-skinned?

Irene sighed then and cupped his face with her hands. “I’m now the subject of gossip no thanks to you.”

Isaac smiled and put a hand on the back of her head, before leaning in to give her a light kiss. “Being gossiped about means you have their attention.”

Irene pouted. “I don’t want that. Who knows what they are saying behind my back even though they keep smiling in front of me.”

Isaac rose to his feet, making an angry look. “I’ll go warn them right now.”

“Stop,” Irene exclaimed as she caught his wrist. “They’d say that I bewitched you if you really did.”

“Right,” Isaac said, giving her a meaningful look. “You only warm my bed, after all.”

Irene was speechless for a moment and gave him a shove. “You’re despicable.”

Isaac chuckled and caught her hand. “Get over here.”

Irene walked around his desk, and followed his pull to naturally fall in his lap.

arms around his neck, she leaned her head over her shoulder and purred playfully, “From now on, don’t you

“Yeah,” Isaac replied lovingly.

Bzzt…

vibrating, and she took

Dennis’s funeral was arranged for the day

since she was

up, and

done investigating Dennis’s death. They are arranging for

would not have proceeded so quickly if there

deep into Isaac’s eyes just then, she said,

for Isaac, and she leaned on Isaac, brushing

they were at it for a while as

poured more passion into their kiss, the air in the room becoming rife with hormones as they

to caress the fair skin on her waist. “You’re

he could not go over the line

else would she

away just then and wiped the wetness over his mouth, her finger

was not doing this on purpose—she simply loved him and

feelings, because words were not

presence interfering with your

arms around her waist.