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.

playfully, “From now

“Yeah,” Isaac replied lovingly.

Bzzt…

and she

Dennis’s funeral was arranged for the day after

was being informed since she was being

said, hung up, and

are probably done investigating Dennis’s

quickly if there

into Isaac’s eyes just then, she said,

if not for Isaac, and she leaned on Isaac, brushing her cheeks against his chest before rearing her

at it for a while as he replied vaguely, “Yeah… Who

more passion into their kiss, the air in the room

and he reached under her blouse to caress the fair skin

just because he could

she

wiped the wetness over

purpose—she simply loved him and

would convey her feelings, because words were

your focus at work?”

arms