The Runaway Groom

Chapter 880

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The Runaway Groom Chapter 880

Isaac came home to take them out for lunch.

When he returned, Sheryl had already packed up the baby’s necessities, along with the stroller, which was in the

car trunk.

Isaac had the chauffeur put everything in the car while taking the baby off Irene’s hands.

The baby’s skin was healthy and fair, and his tiny figure was utterly adorable.

As Isaac gave him a peck on the cheek, he beamed, baring eight tiny white teeth that looked just like rice grains.

He was drooling too, so Isaac had to wipe it off him.

“Oh, my,” Isaac said just then. “Don’t you think his lips look just like yours?”

Tiny and pinkish, that was.

Irene shot Isaac a glare. “Of course, I gave birth to him.”

“No, it’s just the lips,” Isaac said as he studied his baby. “His nose, eyes, and cheeks are all like mine.”

Irene sighed—she was the one who carried the baby for ten months, and it was certainly not easy.

And both children had to resemble their father only.

“Let’s go!” Isaac said, putting a hand over her shoulder.

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Sheryl led Tommy into one of the cars, where Eagle took the steering wheel.

Irene and Isaac went to the other, which the old chauffeur drove.

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They soon arrived at Median Gate and headed to the private room on the top floor which James had booked.

The menu there was special and virtually exclusive to that restaurant.

It was especially the case for the Sunshine State Cioppino, made with fileted white fish that melted in the mouth. It

was a flavor that no other restaurant could reproduce.

The aroma of their ribeye steak lingered in the mouth after a bite, and its fat was just the right amount without

getting greasy.

Their paella was a traditional dish, but no other place cooked it with originality. Every clam and shrimp cooked in it

was the freshest there was.

There were also caviar, quails, and the like—every bite from every dish was savory, a taste to be remembered.

Naturally, not only was eating there expensive, but it was also reserved for members only.

One of the walls of the private room was completely made of glass, and it overlooked the entire city.

Thanks to James’s arrangement beforehand, food was served soon after they arrived, sparing them from having to

wait—the kitchen would start preparing just before the hour of each reservation.

Tommy insisted on sitting with Erin.

Seemingly knowing that she would leave after lunch, he kept holding her hand.

He was always adorably feisty, and his silence left Erin leaning in to ask softly, “What’s wrong? You don’t seem

happy.”

Tommy simply leaned on her in silence.

Erin smiled. “You don’t want me to leave, huh?”

Tommy stubbornly denied it. “No.”

Irene glanced at their direction, her eyes lingering on Tommy just then.

She sighed slightly, feeling considerably bitter.

If only she had offered him more company, he probably would not become so quickly reliant on someone else—Erin

had just been here for two days!

Still, Irene held out her hands at Isaac, who was still carrying their baby, saying quietly, “I’ll carry him. You eat.”

“No, you eat first,” Isaac said.

Sheryl then said, “I can carry him.”

“No, you just have to worry about eating today,” Isaac told her—Sheryl was always babysitting for them, after all.

Whenever the baby woke up and started crying or threw a fuss during dinner, she would have to carry him and rock

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him to sleep.

Once the baby fell asleep and Sheryl returned to the table, the food would have gotten cold.

James pushed the caviar to Sheryl, and she lifted her spoon. “Alright, let’s all tuck in.”

She scooped a spoonful of caviar and ate it.

It was very fresh, and it was buttery rich contrary to her expectations of softness. Aside from the fishy taste, it also

had a slight saltiness.

The taste of the other dishes caught her by surprise as well, and she had a hard time describing them.

Meanwhile, Irene was putting food on Isaac’s plate, since he could not get anything himself while carrying their

baby.

That was also when she remembered Zachary, and she asked, “Did you know? Zachary was arrested.”

James turned toward them as well.

“What did he do?” James asked.

“Drunk drive,” Irene replied. “He’ll be kept in custody for fifteen days.”

James was speechless. “I’ll check on him later.”

Isaac’s face and thoughts were impassive, and he said nothing.

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