The Runaway Groom

Chapter 154

Irene turned when she heard it, and got off the window seat, walking up to Isaac when she saw him. “How’s Zachary?”

Isaac loosened his collar. “He’s going to resign from the hospital and start work at his family’s company.”

Irene’s expression darkened. She knew that Zachary loved being a doctor–giving up must cause him misery.

“Win some, lose some.” Isaac could see that she was worried. “Don’t worry about him.”

Irene helped him take off his jacket but kept her eyes lowered. “I’m not.”

Staring at her just then, Isaac thought that she was being different today.

Irene hung his jacket and asked, “Are you going to take a shower before you sleep?”

“Yeah,” Isaac replied.

“I’ll warm the water for you,” Irene said as she went to the bathroom.

Isaac caught her wrist then and asked, “Something on your mind?”

Irene smiled. “Does it look that way?”

She just wanted to live peacefully with him, and confront her feelings for him.

And yet, Isaac’s heart raced as she was being agreeable and tender!

He scooped her up in his arms just then, and Irene wrapped her arms around his neck as she looked into his eyes. “No shower?”

Isaac placed her on the bed, and crawled on top of her. “You think I’m dirty?”

Irene shook her head. “No…”

“I’m very clean,” he said, and leaned in to peck her pink lips with his.

There was a smile on his eyes just then, and he lifted her hand, placing it on his collar as he quietly said, “Help me.”

Irene averted her eyes shyly, and he turned her face toward him–he was at once unreasonable and overbearing.

“Look into my eyes.”

Irene shoved him and pouted. “You’re a bully.”

Isaac grinned, loving her the way she was now, and leaned in to brush his cheek against hers. And I’ll only bully you.”

Irene beamed. “So you can actually be sweet.”

“I’m only human,” Isaac replied.

He was not inhuman–it was only natural that he was less aloof around the woman he loved. As he caressed his cheek, his fingertips slowly moved down to her neck. He realized he could

not pull himself away from touching that fair, delicate skin!

Irene turned away slightly, giving her silent consent by not resisting.

Isaac hence went wild and reached underneath her clothes!

The sudden rush of cool air underneath left Irene cringing a little, but Isaac glued himself to her to offer her his warmth!

Soon, Isaac had her in his arms as they curled in tandem under the sheets, kissing passionately and filling the air with flaring hormones.

However, just as they were about to melt into one, there was an urgent knock on the door! Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Irene quickly came to her senses from the dizzying heat and pushed the man on top of her. Someone’s at the door.”

“Yeah,” Isaac murmured distractedly–he was not particularly eager about answering the door, and his lips were practically glued to her skin.

“It’s not locked!” she reminded him.

Knock, knock-

The person outside was clearly in a hurry, and Irene was worried they would enter.

What if they came in? That would be embarrassing!

“They won’t come in,” Isaac mumbled.

That was when Mrs. Watson called out, “Mrs. Jefferson, your younger brother is here… He’s saying that your father has passed away.”

Boom!

It felt as if something blew up in Irene’s head then, leaving her pupil dilating.

She appeared terrified, and Isaac came to his senses as well.

Watching her, he asked softly, “Are you alright?”

Irene was too miserable to speak.