The Runaway Groom

Chapter 881

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The Runaway Groom Chapter 881

Irene asked Isaac, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Isaac seemed busy playing with their baby, asking in return, “Say what?”

It was no big deal for Zachary to stay in custody for a couple days so that he cooled off.

This time, he was not being impulsive like before, and that meant he had matured enough so that people did not

have to worry about him.

“Eat,” Isaac said, and pushed the bowl of soup Irene poured for him back to her. “Have this too.”

Irene did not, and pushed it back to him. “You drink it. I poured it for you”

Then, she added, “Make sure to finish it.”

Isaac was speechless.

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James left to send Erin to the airport while the others drove home.

This time, Tommy did not want to go in the same car, and insisted on taking the same car with Irene.

As such, she sat at the backseat with Tommy sprawled in her lap, looking listless like a withering flower.

The baby was sleeping quietly.

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“What’s with him?” Isaac asked softly—the boy looked unhappy for a while now.

Irene patted Tommy on the back and said, “He’s sad that Erin is leaving.”

Tommy still refused to admit it. “I’m not.”

“Okay, you’re not,” Irene said, playing along. “Then can you tell Mommy why you’re sad?”

“I’m not sad,” he said with a drooping face. “I want Grandma.”

“We’ll be home soon,” Irene told him.

“I want Grandma,” Tommy huffed, throwing a tantrum.

Isaac lowered his gaze and said quietly, “Tommy.”

The sudden quietness in his voice left Irene almost shuddering, let alone Tommy.

Shrinking his little figure just then, he kept his head lowered dolefully, tugging at the hem of Irene’s clothes but

saying nothing this time.

Irene wrapped her arms around him while looking at Isaac reproachfully.

Once they reached home, Tommy ran straight into his room and shut the door behind him.

While Sheryl carried the baby to the other room for his nap, Irene pulled Isaac to his study for a talk.

“Tommy just wants someone to keep him company,” she said. “He’s just a toddler. There’s a lot he doesn’t know.”

“He shouldn’t throw tantrums no matter how old he is,” Isaac replied.

Irene stared at him, silent for a while before saying, “His bad temper is just him taking after you.”

Isaac was left speechless.

“Sure, you’re much nicer now, do you know how many times you used to lose your temper at me?” Irene asked

him.

Isaac cleared his throat. “Don’t mention the past.”

“Why not?” Irene asked.

“You provoked me into losing my temper in the past. You pushed me.”

It was Irene’s turn to be speechless.

“You’re impossible,” she said, heading for the door. “I’m heading to Hotmesh Research. Are you going back to

work?”

Isaack loosened his collar a little impatiently. “Love children, but don’t spoil them.”

“I know,” Irene said calmly. “That was my bad.”

She felt guilty for not spending much time with Tommy before, and felt bad for Tommy when Isaac was disciplining

the boy.

“I was at fault too,” Isaac rasped.

As their eyes met, Irene smiled. “Yeah. Come on—let’s go together.”

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Isaac was driving, and asked along the way, “What time are you returning home tonight?”

“Earlier than usual,” Irene replied.

“Let’s bring Tommy along for a movie. There’s a cartoon in cinemas at the moment—he’ll probably like it,” Isaac

said.

“Yeah,” Irene said quietly.

Her phone then rang just before she reached the research center and she took it out, saw the caller, and

answered.

“Hello?”

“Are you coming in today?” Finn asked.

“I’ll be there soon. What’s up?”

“We’ll talk about it when you’re here,” Finn briskly said and hung up.

As the car stopped, Irene put her phone back in her bag and alighted.

As Isaac lowered the car window, she told him, “Drive safe.”

“Yeah,” he replied.

With that, Isaac drove away while Irene headed into the building, wondering what mystery Finn had in store for her!

And why could he not tell her over the phone?

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