The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 647

Chapter 647

Erin was playing hide-and-seek with Tommy, and she inadvertently bumped into Isaac.

The sight of his scowl left her heart skipping up to her throat. "I-I’m sorry. That was an accident."

Irene quickly put a hand on his arm and smiled. "I brought her here as a guest."

Isaac wheeled on her just then, confused by why she did it.

Irene simply told Erin to keep playing with Tommy while she dragged Isaac further into their room.

"Why the long face?"

Isaac simply planted himself on bed and glanced at her sideways. "What, am I supposed to be smiling?"

Irene sat beside him, wrapping an arm around his, and cajoled, "Calm down. I know you dislike outsiders, but I had considerations when I brought her here. Just think about it: she's with James now, and they might get married later-the man is your right-hand man, while she's raised by your mom. There is a connection."

Putting her head on his shoulder, she added, "I don't want you to go without a family."

Isaac simply looked at her. “You're my family, aren't you?"

While he would yearn for that before, he had a family now with Irene and their two sons.

Nothing else mattered.

Even so, Irene protested. "That's different. Having an aunt would do some good for Tommy. I mean, look-he already has another person to play with. What's wrong with having another person dote on your son?"

Isaac held her gaze for a couple heartbeats. "You and your silver tongue." Irene giggled. "Yeah, yeah. Now let's go-it's impolite to stay in our room while there's a guest around."

As she pulled Isaac out, they found Erin sitting tamely on the couch-she had stopped playing with Tommy because she was too wary about Isaac, even though Tommy was tugging at her and complaining, "Let's play..."

Irene walked up and scooped him up in her arms. "Can I play too?"

"Okay!" Tommy clapped his hands and laughed happily, even drooling just then.

"Oh, you."

As Irene wiped his little lips, Erin suddenly got to her feet. "I think I should go...

"Sit," Irene said. "You're having dinner here."

"But I..."