The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 470

Chapter 470

The thought that Isaac was going to get buck naked in front of a woman so hideous she almost made him throw up left James's lips twitching.

What an image it was!

He stepped out of the room right then, patting his chest and counting his blessing that he was not the one suffering from insomnia.

With a woman like that, his insomnia would probably get worse... No, he would probably get nightmares instead!

How fortunate he was to be blessed with good health!

Meanwhile, Isaac was staring at the woman of marvelous ugliness as she stood at the bathroom door. ’Are you going to watch me undress?"

"Gender is no issue for doctors," Irene replied calmly.

Isaac raised a brow.

Whether he had given up or something else, he actually began to unbutton his shirt!

Soon, his beautiful collarbone came to view, followed by his chiseled chest.

Irene was the first to blink and she was complaining inwardly if he was a little insane, being able to stay calm even with a woman as ugly as her...

On the other hand, Isaac smirked with contempt. "Is that all it takes to make you blink?"

Casually throwing his shirt aside and unbuckling his belt, he started toward the bathroom.

Irene actually kept her back to him, afraid to even peek in his direction." Now get in the bathtub and soak in there for half an hour."

The bath was hot and steamy, and Isaac slowly closed his eyes as he lay inside.

’Now, relax. Don't think," Irene said while standing by the door.

Isaac certainly could not-the reason he suffered insomnia at all was because he would remember Irene each instant he closed his eyes.

It felt like her very face was stuck in his mind like a splinter, eating away at his thoughts and heart.

After half an hour, Isaac had cleaned himself up and stepped out in a white bathrobe.

Getting up from the couch, Irene told him, "Please lie down in bed."

Isaac did so, but even as he kept his back to her, he growled, "If I don't feel better, consider yourself fired."

Irene was at a loss for words-he was still so despicable, constantly throwing his weight around others!

Still, she smiled. "Please have faith in my abilities."

As Isaac lay down and pulled a blanket over himself, Irene walked up and said, "Please lie as close to the edge of the bed as possible."

She even picked up a pillow and placed it over the edge of the bed.

Isaac frowned. "...You could have told me earlier."