The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 386

Layla saw the stunned expression on Irene’s face.

“Is everything alright?”

She peeked at the CT scan as she spoke, but she did not understand what she was looking at.

As a doctor, however, Irene did–there was a distinct nail–sized object in Layla’s hippocampus. Irene could tell from

both position and the imaging that it was no tumor.

Irene then asked, “What are your headaches like? Do they last for a while, or are they just short episodes on each

occasion?”

Layla thought about it. “I don’t know… I think it just happens whenever I try to remember, but I tend not to

remember anything, and my head will hurt briefly if I try to focus too hard. There are occasions when it lasts,

especially recently–not even medication helps.”

Irene seemed to realize something then, and after another glance at the CT imaging, she said, “Let’s go back now.”

Layla nodded, but asked again, “I thought you look a little serious just now. Did my condition deteriorate?”

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Irene shook her head. “No, you don’t have to worry… By the way, you said you had a daughter? Didn’t she come

with you?”

“She’s in Minerva–it’s where we live. Mick wouldn’t have returned if not for my condition.” Layla said.

“But the medical facilities there should be good, right? Why stick to Dr. Carr?”

“Stephen has been a good friend of Mick for years,” Layla replied. “Mick is also worried that others might mess up,

that’s why he brought me back. Stephen was the one who operated on me before, too.”

“You knew about that surgery?” Irene was surprised that she knew–from what she could tell, the thing inside

Layas’s brain had been surgically implanted.

“Yes, I had the same symptoms years ago, and Stephen operated on me at the time. I felt better after he removed

the old tumor, but it seems that I suffered a relapse…”

Irene realized then that Layla knew that she had surgery, but not the truth.

Who was lying to her about the tumor?

Her husband, Mick? if that was the case, why?

Layla also mentioned that she lost some memories, and whatever it was, it was implanted in the hippocampus…

That could not be a coincidence. A conspiracy, perhaps?

“Layla,” Mick called out as he approached them.

It seems that he and Stephen had agreed on another surgery, and came to check on Layla right away.

As he strode toward them, he handily grasped Layla’s and asked mildly, “Are you tired?”

“I’m fine,” Layla said softly. “It’s just a CT scan.”

Even so, Mick said, “You’re sick. I’m also worried that this surgery might be different. I

“It’s alright. I’ll be fine.” Layla gave his hand a squeeze.

Irene watched them from behind, and decided that they really loved each other, and it has to be genuine sentiment

given their age.

What else could it be?

However, even as she stared at Layla from the back, she felt that the relationship was not as simple as it looked.

Returning to Stephen’s office after that, she passed Stephen the CT imaging, and he breathed a deep sigh after

looking at it.

“Dr. Carr, may I ask you a question?” Irene asked just then.

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Stephen gave her a look, and said as if he knew, “You saw this before coming here?”

“Yes,” Irene admitted right away.

“I can tell you, but you have to promise to keep a secret,” Stephen said as he returned to his chair.

Irene was silent–she could not promise Stephen that, because she must tell Isaac that Layla was his mother if that

proved to be true. Moreover, Isaac himself was investigating the matter.

“What?” Stephen looked up at her.

“I think there’s a conspiracy involved-”

“What does that have to do with you?”

Stephen suddenly did not appreciate Irene’s behavior at this moment.

He had allowed her to be involved because he felt that she was a person who could keep secrets, but that would

not happen with her current attitude.

Irene hesitated, but eventually said, “I don’t think you’re aware, sir, but I’m married. My husband’s name is Isaac

Jefferson, and Layla looks a lot like her-”

“What?!”

The door suddenly swung open violently, as the person there clearly heard Irene!

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