The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 242

The Runaway Groom Chapter 242

Chapter 242

Isaac smiled. “You’re very rich.”

Sheryl Harris was sitting at the dining table, smiling as she watched the two–she was pleased that her daughter found her happiness, and that Tommy now has a family.

“Come sit already,” she urged–it wouldn’t do if the food got cold.

Meanwhile, Isaac told Stan across the phone, “Contact me right away if you find anything unusual about Ricky.”

He hung up once Stan confirmed his orders, and headed to the dining table with Irene.

Tommy was asleep, so they didn’t have to mind him.

Sheryl was eagerly pushing food and soup to Isaac–she appeared happier with him the more they interacted.

“I’m not sure what you like, so I cooked a little

something. Don’t hold back.”

1

Isaac wasn’t uneasy–the mood around the dining table actually suited him.

It had been a long while since he felt at home.

J

“Once Irene and I registered our marriage, please pick a date for us. I wish to give her a wedding,” he said,

offering Sheryl assurance while acknowledging and confirming his relationship with Irene.

Sheryl didn’t expect him to mention that. Both of them were reluctant to get married before. Now that they were together, they should tie the knot.

Smiling and nodding, Sheryl said, “Of course. I will definitely pick a fine date for you.”

“Thank you,” Isaac said.

“We’re family now–there’s no need to be so polite.” Sheryl was certainly happy Isaac was being so thoughtful.

It was obvious that he cared about Irene.

Even if things did not start ideally for them, the outcome was perfect: a child, a family of three.

Sheryl found herself smiling blissfully.

After dinner, Isaac asked, “Can I stay?”

Irene beat Sheryl to it. “No–we’re getting registered and we’ll have a proper wedding. I’ll take Tommy back to

your mansion once all that’s done.”

In truth, her quick refusal was actually out of

embarrassment–letting Isaac stay while her mother was

here?

Sheryl rose to her feet and picked up the dishes before heading to the kitchen. “It’s your business, so decide on

your own. I won’t meddle.”

Irene pulled Isaac along, saying, “Come. I’ll walk you out.

||

Isaac frowned. “You’re afraid that I’d stay?”

Irene averted his eyes. “Your grandfather filled out our divorce papers. We aren’t actually married right now.”

“Excuses.” Isaac gathered her in his arms. He knew that

she was feeling shy, but refrained from exposing her. ” Let’s have a stroll together, shall we?”

“Okay.” Irene nodded.

There weren’t many scenic spots nearby, so they drove to a nearby lake.

As they alighted from the car, Irene linked arms with Isaac and they walked over the cobblestone path near the lake. The vegetation there was lush, and there was a cool

+

breeze blowing at them from time to time despite the scorching climate.

Irene leaned her face against his arm. “I love this feeling.”

To stroll along a small, quiet path with the man she loved.

Isaac grinned, and patted her on the head.

As they strolled along, Irene saw a familiar figure looking left and right, as if worried someone would catch him.

Why was he here?

By the time Ireen let go of Isaac and walked towards the person, he had already got in a car.

“What are you looking at?” Isaac asked.