The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 781

The Runaway Groom Chapter 781

Isaac pursed his lips.

“What? Why would you ask that?”

Irene released him then and straightened herself, looking serious as she voiced her hunch.

“Nothing good ever comes out of your lips.”

Isaac smiled despite his irritation—what did she really take him for? Had he really never said anything nice?!

“That’s slander.” Irene snorted.

“Fine, then tell me: what makes me a good wife?” Isaac replied solemnly.

“You’re a domestic goddess.”

“Why does that sound ironic in my ears?” Irene leered at him, but she did not press the issue.

“Whatever. I’ll believe you for now.”

They returned home later, and Mrs.Watson was taking care of housework while Sheryl was caring for the children.

Irene thought then that although she was a wife, she really had not done much for her family, and so decided to cook.novelebook She should at least do that once in a while! Still, when they sat down for dinner and Tommy had a bite from Irene’s boiled egg, he pouted.

“Mrs.Watson’s looks better.” Irene had a taste and noticed that she really did overcook it.

As such, she pushed it to Isaac.

“Here, you can have it.”

He looked up and stared at her then.

Was that affection, or was he just treated like a dumpster? The latter seemed more likely, to be honest…

Irene stuffed her schedule to the brim on the days before she went on her leave, finishing most of the tasks on hand so that they did not pile up.

The event was on Friday, so they had to leave on Thursday.

On the plane, Irene leaned against him and said, “Let’s make a stop at Minerva when we return.I’d like to check on Erin Gooding.”

“Sure,” Isaac replied softly.

Stan Hill was there to receive them when they arrived at Zidonia.

Although he had been stuck in distant Franconia, James Cross constantly updated him on what happened in Zidonia.

“Mr.Jefferson.Mrs.Jefferson—the car’s waiting outside,” he said.

Isaac nodded.

“We won’t be staying for long.Have you done as instructed?”

“Don’t worry,” Stan replied.

“It’s done.”

“Good.”

They arrived outside the airport and Stan opened the door for them, while Isaac shielded Irene as she went in first.She was sleepy, but now spirited.She wound down the window, letting in the air outside to clear her head.

“Are we staying at a hotel?” she asked.

Isaac never stayed at hotels whenever he made business trips here. However, he did not tell her immediately since he did not know what Irene was thinking.

“I bought a house here. Want to check it out?”

“Sure,” Irene replied right away.

Isaac told her simply.

“It’s bigger than the hilltop mansion in Zidonia. I gave a general idea, and a design company did the rest.”

Irene did appreciate Isaac’s tastes, and thought then that it would not be that bad—she actually became expectant too.

It was a forty- minute trip, and the scenery along the way was beautiful.

Everything from the people to the architecture were a completely different world.