The Runaway Groom novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292

Isaac said, “Forget it, I wasn’t thinking straight. We could just give Mrs. Watson a call-”

“I should go back,” Irene said, cutting him short.

She wanted to go home and check on Tommy anyway. Moreover, Mrs. Watson would be busy caring for their baby, and would not have time to bring Isaac a change of clothes.

She walked up to Isaac, and since he was sitting on his bed, she appeared much taller than him-his face was just reaching her chest.

Still, he reached out to gather her in his arms.

Irene smiled as she gave him a gentle shove. “Not afraid to be seen again?”

“Let them see,” Isaac growled.

Looking at him tenderly, Irene leaned in to kiss his forehead. “You’re hurt, so get some rest. I’ll be right. back after checking on Tommy.”

“Okay,” he said softly.

Irene headed out and returned to the mansion in a taxi.

Naturally, Mrs. Watson had been caring for Tommy meticulously. The baby could recognize faces now, and he was so happy to see Irene that he flailed his hands for a hug.

Irene did not, since she was still in her dirty clothes.

“Mommy needs a bath. I’ll be right back, okay?” she said as she headed to the shower, and Tommy started bawling because of that.

Irene had to make the shower quick and pick him up, and he was still sniffling miserably in her arms.

Giving him a peck on the cheek, Irene comforted him, “It’s alright, baby. Mommy’s here.

“Mah… Mee…” the baby blurted.

Irene’s eyes widened in surprise and delight. “Did you just say ‘mommy’?”

It was almost unintelligible, but it did sound like ‘mommy’….

Her eyes welled with tears of excitement, and she showered Tommy with more kisses.

Perhaps because he had been crying too hard, Tommy began to doze off in Irene’s arms. Isaac was waiting for her at the hospital, so she had to carefully hand him over to Mrs. Watson again, who asked softly, “Are you going out again, Mrs. Jefferson? What about your husband?”

“Nope,” Isaac said as he sat up. “You were taking your time, though.”

“Tommy just said ‘mommy’, and was being a little clingy. Took me a while to coax him to sleep,” Irene explained as she put down the bag she brought and took out the shirt, suit, and pants in it, placing them evenly on bed.

She then unbuttoned Isaac’s patient garb, gradually revealing his muscular chest.

Irene kept her eyes fixed on him. “What are you going to do? Is it dangerous?”

Isaac met her gaze with seriousness. “Nope.”

Irene was slightly relieved, and eventually stripped off his garb to help put on his shirt, looking just like a domestic goddess as she slowly buttoned it, caring meticulously for her husband!

Isaac liked it… but suddenly caught her hand.

Irene asked, “What?”

“Nothing,” Isaac replied as he released her.

“You have to stand up now,” she told him-or she would otherwise not be able to take off his pants. Isaac was stupefied.