The Runaway Groom

Chapter 106

Naturally, there was no way Isaac would listen.

Walking up to Irene’s bed, he sat on it and lay down

beside her.

Irene had to slide away to make enough room for him, or he would be on top of her again.

“This bed is too small for two,” she whispered.

Isaac pulled her into his arms, nestling his nose against her neck. “We’re married. We would be sleeping together.

Irene was speechless, but her whole body had stiffened and she was afraid to move!

Isaac was so close that her skin seemed to burn and flush where there was contact. His hot breath was spraying over a sensitive spot just behind her ear, leaving her on edge.

“Could you let me go?” she asked drily.

Isaac growled, “No.”

With that, he did nothing else, and his breathing was soon rhythmic.

Irene was speechless. Did he fall asleep already?

But there was no way she could!

The bed was too small for her to get away from him, and so she sighed in resignation and started at the ceiling, planning various ways to calm herself.

She felt better eventually and fell asleep after a while.

That was when Isaac opened his eyes. There was clarity in his gaze beneath those thick eyelashes of his, and he certainly did not look sleepy -he was just pretending.

While Irene was asleep and not offering any resistance, he caressed her cheek, his lips curling in a faint smile.

She would only be this tame while she was asleep, and not shying away from his touch!

He gathered her firmly in his arms.

Isaac was nowhere to be seen when Irene woke up. She had no idea when he left, but was relieved that he was NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

gone anyway.

She was just about to get up when Mrs. Watson arrived with breakfast and a new phone, which she had asked Mrs. Watson to buy secretly. After all, it was very

inconvenient to not have one these days.

“It’s time for breakfast, Mrs. Jefferson–let me help you up,” Mrs. Watson said.

Irene said, “I need the washroom.”

After Mrs. Watson helped her inside, she sat down and whipped out her phone, but resisted the urge to call Lulu since it was still very early.

She put a hand against the wall and tried to get out by hopping on one foot, but Mrs. Watson quickly came to help her. “Please call for me next time, Mrs. Jefferson we can’t have you getting hurt again.”

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“I’ll try.” Irene smiled, understanding that Mrs. Watson was genuinely concerned.

Mrs. Watson brought mushroom soup with meat chunks, which was very nourishing.

Irene also ate most of the scrambled eggs and pancakes.

Her chest was swelling less now as her lactation subsided.

After she finished eating, Mrs. Watson left with her dirty laundry, leaving her alone.

Taking out her phone, she finally called Lulu, and her call was answered quickly.

“Hello?”

“Lulu? It’s me.”

“Yeah.”

“You met Zachary?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Lulu replied. “He came to meet me in Sunny City.

Remembering Zachary’s miserable state, Irene told her, ” Did you know that he was piss drunk last night? I’ve never seen him so miserable, and it honestly hurts me to see him like that…”

As Lulu became quiet, Irene remembered that no one should be meddling with a couple’s relationship, but she felt injustice for Zachary regardless.

“Do you really not love him anymore?”

She decided that she would not say a thing if Lulu had a new lover, but if that was not the case, she was sure that they should be sitting down and having a proper talk instead. Leaving things unresolved would only leave them both hating!

As Lulu stayed silent, Irene considered the circumstances and said, “Can I take your silence as admission, Lulu? Look, I’d never poke my nose in your affairs, but I’d really like to know what this is actually about. Why do you have to hide it from Zachary? Why can’t you tell him?

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“Irene…”