The Runaway Groom
Chapter 674

Chapter 674

Isaac lowered his eyes, leveling a penetrating gaze into hers.

Irene smiled. "What? What's that look for?"

She stood on the balls of her feet, wrapping her hands around his neck,and kissed him.

The touch left him stiffening and flinching.

She gently pulled away and murmured, * Are you upset?"

Before he could answer, however, she said, "About the diary..."Isaac's eyes narrowed subtly, as if he did not expect her to mention iton her own.

At the same time, Irene kept her arms around his neck, and brushedher chin against his chest since he was that tall. "I must've beenfourteen when I wrote it, but I was too young and stupid to understandlove, and at the phase when I'm curious about the opposite sex. I don'tremember Seth after I left that phase.”

"Really?" Isaac was skeptical.

“Yes. You were acting weird, and I somehow thought the diary was thereason, so I took a look. That's why I know what upset you-anyway, Ithrew it away already since it doesn't even have any sentimental value.After all, you are my future.”

Her honesty left Isaac's spirits soaring.

His gaze darkening, he murmured, "Irene..."

Irene watched him. "Yeah?"

He lifted her chin slightly and leaned in to kiss her.

It was just a peck at first, and soon it escalated with passion.

He came on so strong that she almost lost her balance, but he caughther slender, soft waist.

It felt so delicate like a willow branch, as if he could snap it if he applieda little pressure.

He carried her and put her on the windowsill daybed, positioninghimself between her legs and leaving her blushing.

"Maybe not here...?' she murmured, biting her pink lips.

Isaac pulled up the curtains in response handily, but Irene gave him ashove. "Wait. Let me shower first."

'It's fine," he growled and kissed her again, even as his hands handilyunbuttoned her blouse, caressing her beautiful collarbone and reachinginto the soft perkiness underneath.

Irene bit her lip, taking it as he continued his assault.

With her watery tenderness and his fiery passion, it seemed as if therewould be a storm tonight.

Soon, twenty days passed and it was just three days until the day oftheir wedding.

Irene had mostly recovered from her surgery and she looked basicallyno different from before her disfigurement, aside from some minortraces that were invisible unless one looked for it.

A little ointment toward the end, and she would basically be fine.

Still, there was a lot to do as the wedding was near.

Irene had tried out her wedding gown and picked a hairstyle for the dayof the wedding, and she was satisfied with her choices.

Her gown was from a famous foreign brand and tailored. Isaac hadpicked the design, and he certainly knew his woman's body and whatlooked good on her.

Although he arranged most of it, there were still many decisions shemust make personally as their wedding day approached.

Erin Gooding and Lulu were decorating the room upstairs, while Irenenestled lazily on the sofa with Tommy on her lap.

The boy was eating a strawberry while fiddling with his Bumblebeeaction figure when he suddenly puckered his lips.

"Mama."

Irene pulled out a tissue to wipe his lips and she ate the remainder ofhis strawberry while putting another large one in his mouth.

The doorbell then rang and Mrs. Watson opened the door to replace threeburly men in suits.

They were wearing shares and white gloves while carrying suitcases.Their presence was menacing and it gave Mrs. Watson a fright. "W-Who are you people?!"