The Runaway Groom

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Zachary had been busy for a while-he was bogged down by everything from family issues and relationship troubles

to workplace problems.

He had not met Isaac for a while, and so did not know about Layla.

Irene glanced at Isaac, and knowing that he would not offer information on his personal affairs, she spoke in his

stead. “She’s Isaac’s mother.”

“What?!” Zachary exclaimed.

He stopped short of mouthing an expletive, but that was just how shocking it was-anyone would be when they find

out that someone who was supposed to have died over a decade ago had survived. Irene said, “That’s just it. We

still don’t know how she survived, and what happened after.”

It took Zachary a while to digest the information-it was simply unbelievable!

Still, he suddenly asked, “Is this why you’ve spared lan Jefferson and Light Group?”

Even though he was not paying attention to Isaac’s affairs lately, he was perfectly aware that Isaac was the one

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who sabotaged Light Group.

After all, he was involved in business now as well, and while it was a hunch before, he was now positive- lan had

fallen squarely into Isaac’s trap, and Isaac would have crushed him along with Light Group if he kept going.

However, he suddenly spared them, and Zachary could not understand that all.

So, was this the reason?

On the other hand, Isaac gave Zachary a brief glance before taking Irene’s hand and leaving.

Once outside the entrance, however, he released her and said, “Go home. I have something to do.”

Irene had a hunch. “You’re going to see Mick Gooding.”

After all, Layla’s condition could not wait, and though Isaac was silent, he was basically admitting to it.

Straightening his collar which was actually quite tidy already, she said, “I’ll always be on your side. You have my

support.”

Isaac gave her hand a squeeze then and she smiled. “Go. I don’t have to work, so I’ll make dinner tonight.” “Yeah,”

Isaac said softly, and she watched as he left.

She only stopped a taxi after his car disappeared into the distance, when her phone suddenly rang. When she

answered it, Stephen quickly told her, “I need you at the hospital, stat.”

“Did something happen?”

“Yes. You have to come right now.”

“Okay, I will,” she replied.

“Get here as fast as you can.”

Irene was actually a little anxious since there were no taxis in sight at the moment. It must be serious, too -Stephen

could lose cornposure before.

While she was lucky to catch a taxi soon, it still took her half an hour to reach Melville Hospital.

The instant she arrived, a nurse approached her. “Dr. Carr wants you in the OR, stat.”

“The OR?” Irene was puzzled. “An unscheduled surgery?”

“Yes,” the nurse replied. “A patient was rushed in unconscious. Things look bad, and Dr. Carr himself is operating on

her.”

Irene understood then and quickly scrubbed up before heading into the OR, and walked up to Stephen when she

saw him. “Dr. Carr.”

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Stephen looked up and said, “Over here.”

On approach, Irene saw that it was a craniotomy instead of the usual thoracic surgery… and as if realizing right

then, she glanced at the patient’s face.

It really was Layla.

Even as Irene’s face turned pale, Stephen told her, “Mick rushed her here when she suddenly fainted. Imaging

showed a brain hemorrhage, and it was very urgent so I had to get involved-I want to save her too…”

Irene paid him no attention-all she knew was that she had to save Layla, because Isaac had just found Layla and

she could not even remember him!

Nonetheless, the ECG suddenly started beeping, while another nurse cried, “Blood pressure dropping!” “Patient is

going into cardiac arrest!”

As everything seemed to go wrong all at once, Stephen actually lost composure at the surgical table.” Shit.”

“Cardiopulmonary bypass,” Irene said.

Everyone from the nurses to the assistants tried their best to help, while Stephen passed Irene the scalpel. “Here.”

Irene’s eyes widened-she had never performed a craniotomy before, and it was risky.

That was when the ECG flatlined.

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