The Runaway Groom

Chapter 293

Although he had always been in charge, Isaac somehow felt uneasy-even though they had been together for a while and long since familiar with each other’s bodies.

However, as Irene was going to take off his pants, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed for some reason!

“I can do it myself,” he said, taking the pants off her hands.

Irene giggled when she noticed that his ears were flushed.

Goodness! He actually felt awkward and embarrassed, after he had been so clingy with her and acting as shameless as he had been?

And now, he was suddenly an innocent, self-conscious pubescent boy?

“Isaac…” Though Irene hid her lips behind a palm, she was shaking with laughter!

Isaac feigned composure as he growled, “Is it really that funny?”

“Yeah,” Irene said after taking a moment to calm herself. “It really surprised me.”

Left speechless, he cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment and threw the pants at her, snapping like a tsundere, “Help me wear it”

Irene stared at him. “Are you sure?”

Isaac nodded, and tried to make himself imposing and proud. “I’m hurt. You have to help me!”

Irene was speechless.

Fine.

He really changed his mind as quickly as one turned a page on a book!

And he was just so embarrassed about it just now!

Still, she walked up to him, deliberately breathing at his face while he kept her hands on his hip. “I’m doing. it now, okay?”

“Yeah,” Isaac replied, keeping his eyes glued to the ceiling.

He could feel Irene’s cool touch against his skin, and stiffened just then.

Irene sensed that, and could not hide a smile.

Isaac frowned.

Was she laughing at him? Was this really that amusing?

“You love to laugh at me, don’t you?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Irene admitted. “This is amusing…”

She then met Isaac’s bright gaze, and her smile promptly stiffened as she quickly corrected herself, “Wait, I mean, not really…”

But it was too late-Isaac had already wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her toward himself.

He held her so tightly she almost could not breathe! Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Let me go. You’re going to get your clothes crumpled.”

Isaac narrowed his eyes. “No.”

Irene was speechless again.

Fine, she did upset him!

Smiling fawningly, she said, “Sorry.”

“Why?” he asked.

“I shouldn’t laugh at you.”

He then leaned in to bite her on her lips.

Ouch!

Irene gasped from pain, because he was really biting down on her.

“I’ll punish you in bed next time,” he whispered into her ear.

Irene blushed right then.

Honestly, this man!

As they dilly-dallied, it took Isaac half an hour to get dressed.

He said, “I’ll be right back.”

Irene nodded. “I’ll be waiting.”

Isaac nodded and left-he did not have a moment to waste!

Ireene watched him leave, and turned away when the door closed behind him.

Sitting on his bed, she thought she should return home to take care of Tommy. However, Isaac’s doctor had insisted that he stay for three days for observation, since he had been struck by a bomb.

That was when the door suddenly swung right open, and she stiffened upon seeing who it was!