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The Runaway Groom Chapter 879
As James was forced to play with them, Tommy shouted from up front, “Uncle James, I’m over here! Come and get
me!”
At the same time, Erin called from behind, “I’m here!”
James was speechless. Who was he supposed to go for?
“Don’t move, both of you! I’m coming!”
“Over here, over here!” Tommy waved excitedly at him.
–
Meanwhile Isaac entered the house to find Irene washing some food ingredients.
“You left work early?” he asked.
Irene turned, and seeing that it was him, she said, “I could say the same about you.”
He took the ingredients off her hands, saying, “I’ve made a reservation at a restaurant. We’ll be eating outside—
you don’t have to cook.”
“I’ve already made soup. A few more dishes and I’ll be done,” she said. “How about we eat out tomorrow instead?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust stay home for the day.”
Most of the ingredients were washed and ready to be cooked—they would go bad if left around.
“Also, you should call us ahead of time if you’re taking us out to eat,” Irene pointed out just then.
Isaac actually did not think of that, and he nodded. “I’ll remember next time.”
Hence, they were staying home for dinner, with Isaac telling James to cancel the reservation at the restaurant.
After learning that James was there as well, Irene made a couple more dishes and called everyone in around an
hour later when the food was ready.
“Mrs. Watson is not around, so you would all have to bear with my cooking.”
James said, “It’s a grand feast.”
Irene shot him a look. “Lie all you want.”
Most of the dishes she made were vegetarian: eggplant risotto, chickpea crepes, omelets, escalivada, and potato
and cod soup, with only a plate of steamed crayfish and rack of lamb for meat.
Erin mentioned over dinner that she booked a plane ticket for tomorrow afternoon.
Since she had not eaten well since Mrs. Watson got sick when she returned, Irene suggested lunch outside at noon.
Naturally, Isaac would make the reservation.
James was holding his fork, looking hesitant to speak.
Presuming that he was going to apply for leave, Erin shot him a glare to stop him.
James shook his head—it was just a half-day’s leave, not the whole day.
Erin’s flight was in the afternoon, so he could perhaps skip work only in the morning.
“I’ll book the restaurant tomorrow—I’m buying,” James said, clearly trying to curry Isaac’s favor. “May I take half
the day off?”
Isaac looked up at James, naturally seeing through him.
“Fine,” Isaac said quietly.
–
Irene took leave from work the next day, and she was sitting on the living crouch with her baby in her arms.
Erin and James left on a date, leaving just her and Sheryl.
Tommy was sprawled on the couch, looking depressed, so Irene went to stand beside him and asked, “What’s
wrong, Tommy?”
He pouted. “I want Aunt Erin to stay. I want to play with her.”
“She has to work,” Irene said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Does she have to?” Tommy asked.
Irene sat on the couch and reached out to pat his head. “I’ll play with you from now on.”
Tommy was skeptical. “You lie.”
“Have I ever lied?” Irene’s voice quivered as she saw the doubt in her son’s eyes, her heart skipping a beat.
“No, but you never stay home,” Tommy answered seriously.
Irene certainly knew that she never spent much time with Tommy, and her heart seemed to clench at the sight of
doubt from her own son’s eyes.
“I’ll make it up to you from now on,” she said mildly.
Tommy was still skeptical. “Really?”
“Of course,” Irene said assuredly.
“Okay, I believe you, Mommy,” Tommy said after thinking about it, and he lay over Irene’s lap. “If only Aunt Erin
could stay with us.”
He definitely liked playing with his Aunt Erin, since he was usually under the care of Sheryl and Mrs. Watson.
And Sheryl certainly could not run around as much to play with Tommy.
Erin was lively, willing to babysit Tommy, and would play with him as much as he liked.
Naturally, it was reasonable for Tommy to like her.
Later at noon, Isaac returned.