The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 1085

Finding the book interesting, Tommy suddenly pointed outside and exclaimed, "Pitter patter!"

"Pitter patter, pitter patter, listen to the rain!"

Tommy appeared interested as Isaac read it for him, and the boy pointed outside and exclaimed, "That's what we're hearing outside… I like nursery rhymes, Daddy."

Irene smiled mildly. "As long as you like it."

Tommy then lay down and wrapped himself in the soft blanket, his little legs lifted into the air.

Just then, Isaac's phone on the table rang.

Seeing that it was James and probably about work, he picked it up. "I'm taking this."

Irene nodded. "Go on."

She lay with Tommy and read it for him, "Home! Home! Sweet, sweet home! There's no place like home!"

"I like this, Mommy," he said, pointing at the last part. "There's no place like home—does that mean missing where we used to live?"

The boy was quite smart for his age, and Irene smiled. "More or less."

"I miss home too," Tommy suddenly said.

"Don't you like it here?" Irene asked.

"I do," he replied and suddenly thought about it before adding, "But I miss home sometimes."

"That's normal," Irene told him—such was nostalgia, and it inevitably occurs when one has fond memories.

"Oh, I should sleep," Tommy said as he picked up the book.

Irene hugged him just then. "You can sleep here."

"I can't," he replied—he had not slept with anyone else for the longest time, and he might not fall asleep if he had to share a bed with them.

As Irene released him, he picked up his book and briskly slid off the bed. "Goodnight, Mommy!"

Isaac returned just then, and he stared at Irene quizzically when he saw Tommy leaving.

Irene shrugged—the boy was just too old to sleep with then.