The Runaway Groom

Isaac smiled at Irene but did not answer.

Irene put down her fork right then. "Fine. You're not going outside today.”

Although her marriage with Isaac was going steady, there were times she had to play along too.

She stared at the man before her, who was in the prime of his life and brimming with vigor. And there certainly was no shortage of attractive ladies in this country, not to mention her own mother's tumultuous marriage...

She got up from the table and walked around to him, sitting on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck as she purred, "Stay home today with me."

“I'm just teasing you," Isaac replied, putting an arm around her waist. "I won't have time even if you asked—but I'll get home soon.”

Irene looked him straight in the eye. "Is it really work or are you seeing a pretty face?"

Isaac smiled as he pinched her cheek. "You're really lacking confidence, huh?"

That was not the case, but a man's ego should be stroked—if she was unmoved, he would definitely think that she did not care about him at all.

And that was exactly what she was doing here.

still have something

me now," Isaac

would definitely upset him if she told him

"It's about Lulu. She—"

cutting her short and clearly reluctant to listen.

wrist nonetheless—she already started, so she might as well

abandon her. You can understand, right?" she asked, leaning

gaze in turn and asked, "Are you really leaving as soon as you're

shook her head. "No—I will only leave in another few days. She has no

"Yeah," Isaac replied quietly.

intention to stop Irene,

him a peck on the cheek

was left speechless—because he agreed

felt cheap

did have work to do and left