The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 673

Issac had quickly finished work abroad and rushed back, but he had never expected to be greeted by this scene.

Winding up the window, he kept his voice in control as he said, "Drive."

The chauffeur quickly drove off.

Still, Tommy leapt happily into Isaac's arms once he reached home. "Papa.'’

Scooping Tommy up in his arms, he asked, "Do you miss me?"

Tommy nodded. "Yes."

"Which part of you miss me?"

"Here," Tommy said, patting his chest and giving him a peck on the cheek, leaving his face wet and stinky.

Isaac frowned. "What did you eat tonight?"

Tommy tilted his head in thought. "Soup and food."

Isaac almost laughed. What would he be eating if not food?

"Anything else?"

Tommy racked his head. "Oh. I also ate poop. It was very sweet."

Isaac was speechless.

He ate... poop?!

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Still, Mrs. Watson heard that, and quickly explained, "It's a chocolate croissant."

Isaac smacked Tommy's little rump. "You almost scared me there."

Tommy giggled and wrapped his little arms around his neck.

Isaac carried him to the baby's room to check on his second son, and saw that Sheryl had just put the baby in his

crib.

She smiled when she saw Isaac. "Welcome home."

"Yeah," he replied, and glanced at the baby.

"He just ate and fell asleep," Sheryl told him.

She then changed the baby's clothes, putting the dirty laundry into a bucket, and paused just as she was about to

leave.

"There was a lot of stuff for the wedding delivered earlier." She smiled. ’ Thanks for preparing so much for the

wedding."

"It's nothing," Isaac said and gave the baby a peck on his cheek-the smooth skin and softness to the touch was

utterly pleasant.

"Irene gave me two sons. I have every reason to be good to her," he said calmly, but there was some restrained

tension if one listened closely!

Sheryl did not hear it, however, and remained convinced that Isaac would always be good to Irene-even if it was

just for the children.

"By the way, she's not at home?'

Isaac asked seemingly nonchalantly.

"She told me she's changing her bandages at the hospital," Sheryl replied.

Isaac stayed silent, only finding irony just then.

The hospital or a fancy restaurant?

The place was the cozy sort for dates too, and he could see them having a jovial time even from afar-there was no

doubt that Irene appeared happy.

"She's been out for a while. She'll be back soon," Sheryl mused then.

Isaac did not want to think about it, but Sheryl's words only left him stressed further.

How long had she left?

And she was just telling him that she missed him... and she was now out on a date with another man while he was

away?!

Back at the restaurant, Irene started to leave after dinner, turning down Seth's offer to drive her home.

"My chauffeur is waiting for me outside," she told him.

Seth smiled. "You look happy. Your fiance is a good man who holds considerable importance, but he never gave up

even after you were disfigured."

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Irene’s lips curled up slightly, but the bliss she felt was hardly concealable.

Seth grinned. "I'm still not married, but all this flaunting is getting me jealous, y'know?"

They had a few more words before parting ways at the entrance.

On the way back, Irene had the chauffeur stop by a fruit stall to buy some before heading home.

She put everything in the fridge once she was home, but when she went to check on her baby, Sheryl told her,

"Isaac's home. Go upstairs already."

She then glanced at Irene's now unbandaged cheek and commented, "Oh, the surgery was good."

"Another two weeks or so and it'd be a full recovery," Irene told her.

Still, she was delighted-lsaac told her that it might take a few more days for him to finish work, but he returned

sooner than that.

"I'm going upstairs now."

With those words, she made a light dash to the floor above and quickly walked over to the man standing before the

window, wrapping her hands around his waist. "Why didn't you tell me that you were coming back?"

He was wearing gray silk pajamas with a smooth, soft texture.

She could also smell the faint fresh scent of bath soaps up close.

As Isaac turned, Irene looked up to meet his gaze as her own twinkled. ’ Did you come back earlier because you

missed me?"

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