The Runaway Groom Chapter 816
Lulu told Martin, “You don’t have to clean up. I’ll get it done when I get home—I don’t think men like you are that
good with housework.”
Martin simply smiled and waved her off. “You underestimate me—I’m perfect with housework, save for cooking.
Now go, or you’ll be late.”
Lulu stared at him then, wanting to speak but unable to do it.
There were three rooms in the house, and she wanted to tell him that he could sleep in another bed instead of
leaving.
But how could she tell Martin that? And what would he think of her after that?
She married him, but she could not even play the role of a wife!
Asking her newlywed husband to sleep in another bed was proof of her failure.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTurning away, she strode out and closed the door behind her.
…
Irene fell asleep on the couch with Tommy in her arms.
She was home early, and Isaac thought it weird to see her at this hour.
Lately, she had been coming home later than he did.
As he walked over to her, Irene opened her eyes.
As she was just taking a catnap, she woke from the slightest noise.
Isaac arched his back and took Tommy from her arms. “Sleep in the room if you want. Things get noisy in the living
room.”
“I’m not sleepy,” Irene whispered—she was playing with Tommy for a while until she got drowsy.
She got up and went to get a drink, while Isaac carried Tommy to his room and put him to bed.
When Isaac returned to find Irene spacing out, he approached her and asked, “What’s on your mind? Why do you
look so out of it?”
Irene came to her senses and put down her glass before turning to look at him. “I… I did something rash today.”
Isaac loosened his neck tie and took off his jacket as he sat down on the couch, watching her as he said, “Do tell.”
Irene told him everything that happened today, and Isaac frowned slightly afterward. “That was rash—you’ve
already done all you’re supposed to do after you sent Dennis Turner to the hospital. The surgery performed without
his family’s consent, and with that untested artificial heart? What if he died? How would you take responsibility for
that?”
Irene was actually nervous too, but she just did not let it show.
“The surgery was a success, but he’s still under observation. Whether Director Turner lives is… unknown.”
Staring at her for a couple heartbeats, Isaac asked, “Would you do it again if you were allowed to choose again?”
“Yes,” Irene answered without hesitation.
She did not regret her own choice, because not doing it meant death!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIf others did not understand that, then so be it.
Even so, she was hoping that Isaac would.
“Since you’ve done it, then don’t dwell on it. I’ll help you should anything happen,” Isaac told her.
Irene felt a little relieved even as she watched him.
She felt warm inside, and so much more secure!
She walked up and sat beside him, leaning into his arms as she said, “You’re amazing.”
“You only think that now?” Isaac asked, raising a brow.
Irene looked up, immediately seeing his strong chin and his chiseled jawline.
“I always did.”
She smiled, fiddling at his collar as she fawned over him. “You’ve always been amazing.”
She succeeded in amusing him, as his eyes narrowed from his grin.
He pinched her cheek lovingly and tenderly just then. “Fine.”
Irene raised her lips to give him a peck on the chin and started to move up to his lips when she unwittingly noticed
the person standing at the doorway.
She jumped from surprise, her cheeks flushing immediately!
Flustered, she leapt to her feet in reflex!