The Runaway Groom

It was rare for the whole family to travel together, after all.

Irene tousled Tommy's hair and said, "You're that happy, huh?" Tommy nodded and hugged her, asking, "Where are we going?"

Irene had no idea, so she asked the man who was driving, "Where are we going?"

She needed to take care of Baby and Tommy, so she had to stay in the backseat, while only Isaac sat in the front row.

“I'll decide for the day. How about that?" he said.

"Okay." Irene smiled—there were plenty of places worth visiting, but Isaac was used to most and was therefore not interested.

Moreover, the children might not be interested as well, so he had gone out of his way to find some that would suit the children.

They drove for a way, passing multiple neighborhoods with plenty of detached housing. It was sparsely populated and a lot less congested than Zidonia, making for a good living environment—other factors notwithstanding.

It was not surprising Mick Gooding would get to this place and refuse to move afterward.

The car stopped outside a spot covered under bright green foliage, and the very air was fresh.

was quite heavy now and developed a stubborn streak, refusing to be carried around and always wanting

very slow on his short little legs and was certainly

Isaac was able

certainly looked like a

Baby was a daughter, it

sight alone was

began to ask, but she was soon captivated by

was covered with vibrant green grass—it was

them just then, filling the

let go of Irene's hand and ran happily toward the lake— it seems that

should have brought food

her a look. "It feels like you're saying that I'm

was the one who did

Watson had arrived as well, leaving

the first time, but he was scouting the route