The Runaway Groom
Chapter 347

Chapter 347

After eating a few more mouthfuls, Irene took a shower before returningto their room.

It was pitch—black inside—none of the lights were on, and she had touse the dull glow of the moon to see. Isaac was lying on his side, andshe could not tell if he was asleep.

He was not reacting at all when she came in, and as she sat on thebed, she asked softly. “Are you asleep?

There was no response, so Irene slid underneath the blanket, lyingdown as she wrapped her hands around his waist from behind. “I knowyou're awake.”

His breathing was even, but she had a feeling that he was not asleep.“I've been busy-"

Isaac suddenly turned around before she could finish, staring fixedly ather with his hawkish eyes in the darkness.

“Why didn’t you answer me if you're awake?" Irene asked.

He still would not answer, but in the next instant, he had moved on topof her.

frene was too tired and appeared lethargic, so he asked, “No?”

Irene shook her head and explained, “No, I'm just...”

“Just what?" Isaac leaned in before she could answer, putting his lipsover hers.

After their last conversation, it was obvious that they were both upsetthat they had other people in their lives. Even so, they tried to act as ifnothing happened, with Isaac being a total tsundere and refusing toadmit that he was jealous of Irene’s “upperclassman’.

He bit her lips a little forcefully, but she did not resist although she wasfrowning in pain—she simply thought he was venting.

“Bad day at work?" she asked softly.

Isaac did not respond. Instead, his hand simply unbuttoned her blouse,his fingers spread over her beating heart as he growled overbearingly,“From now on, pretend that I'm the only one in here.”

Irene pursed her lips, but quietly murmured, “Okay.”

She did not tell him to do the same—to act as if she was the only one inhis heart, because she did not want to be disappointed.

Nonetheless, he was especially needy tonight, and being exhausted inthe first place, she almost passed out while her whole body ached.Naturally, she overslept the next day.

Isaac had already woken up and left the bed, but she was exhaustedand her legs were sore, and she did not want to get out of her bed atall. However, all drowsiness left her when she checked her phone andsaw that it was already past nine.

She moved too quickly—or perhaps because last night had really beengrilling, she almost fell, and had to hold on to the nightstand to stopherself from falling.

She stood for a while to adjust herself and start moving again when thedoor suddenly opened.

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“Who is it?!" she snapped, panickedly dropping back onto bed andsliding underneath the blanket, because she was left naked after lastnight!

“It's me,” Isaac said, entering and closing the door behind him.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but shot him with an unhappy look as sheremembered what he did last night. “I overslept. You could have wokenme up.”

Still, he walked up to her and retorted, “I saw that you were exhausted,so I let you sleep in. Am I at fault here?”

Irene knew that she could not win in an argument, so did not bother tofire back. “I'm already late. I need to get dressed.”

With that, she got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

Her body was covered in hickeys, each of which had not fadedovernight.

The sight of the body that left him obsessed—from her stunning figure toher fair skin-made Isaac's gaze darken.

She had barely set a foot in the bathroom when a firm hand wrappedaround her waist!