The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 805

Irene tried to push the crushing weight on top of her, but she could not make it budge at all.

She opened her eyes and immediately picked up the faint scent of alcohol hitting her nose.

Frowning, she asked meekly, "Were you drinking?"

"Just a little," he answered vaguely, nestling his head against her collarbone.

"You're heavy…" she murmured as she pushed at him again.

Isaac kissed her neck and started to undress her, without forgetting to answer, "Nope."

His breathing was soon short and rushed, and Irene forgot herself amid the sounds of his breathing.

There was no telling they had been at it, but she was left so tired she did not want to move, while all her limbs were sore.

However, Isaac remained vigorous and persisted.

"I still have work tomorrow… Umph…"

He kissed her before she could finish, cutting her off mid-sentence.

It was after a long while that she was finally willing to release her, and she lay limply under the blanket, rasping, "Get me my pills."

Issac opened the drawer, but saw that the pill bottle inside was empty.

He poured her a glass of water and said, "You finished the pills."

Irene remembered then that she took the last one a while ago.

Isaac straightened her disheveled hair just then and asked, "Won't there be side effects if you take too many?"

"It's fine. There aren't many side effects," she closed her eyes. "I'll get another box next time."

With that, she returned to sleep.

Isaac was going to ask if there were other methods or he could take some medication instead, but he did not wake her since she looked very tired.

Pulling the blanket over her, he went to take a shower.

…

Unsurprisingly, Irene woke up late the next morning.

It was nine when she opened her eyes, and Isaac had already left when she hurried downstairs.

Everyone already had breakfast, and Tommy was playing in the living room.

Seeing her arrive, Mrs. Watson asked, “Would you like to eat now, Mrs. Jefferson? I've been keeping your portion heated for you."

Irene waved her off. "No, thanks."

Nonetheless, Sheryl stopped her. "Eat—even if you're busy. Whatever it is, it can wait."

While Irene paused awkwardly, Mrs. Watson chimed in, "That's right. Your health is very important—you should listen to your mother."

Seeing both elders were so concerned for her, Irene hence turned around and headed to the dining room to eat.