The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 399

James became a little upset then. In his opinion, Irene had simply made a mistake and did not mean to do harm-she

just had to talk things through with Isaac to mend their relationship.

But given the way she was behaving, their relationship could fall apart at any moment.

After all, Isaac’s mother was the one who died.

“Do whatever you want,” James said and jogged off to catch up to Isaac.

Irene then turned toward Mick. “You should return to Minerva.”

Mick looked up at her. “Yvaine said that too?”

In reality, Yvaine never said it-she just believed that it would be better if he was gone. “Don’t you have a daughter?

You should return to her side.”

Mick blinked. Irene knew about their daughter too?

Did Yvaine tell her?

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That has to be it.

“If that’s what she wants,” Mick said.

For Irene, she just wished that things would be over soon-it was really grilling to her heart, and she was basically

suffocating whenever she looked into Isaac’s eyes.

It was devoid of warmth, but he pretended to be calm anyway.

After that, Irene had changed into her lab coat and was getting ready to work when Stephen called her to his office.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

“Where else would I be?” she countered.

Stephen was actually stumped-Isaac was convinced that she had killed Yvaine in a surgical mishap, and had to

harbor some ill-will toward her at the moment.

“Thank you for this. Mick would be dead if not for you-”

“You don’t have to thank me. I would never have agreed to this if not for the letter Yvaine left for me. Actually, I

regret reading it now at all.”

She was not noble enough to sacrifice herself for others, and the only reason she did it was because Yvaine was

Isaac’s mother.

“I’ll go back to work if there’s nothing else.”

“Wait,” Stephen stopped her, and took a notebook from his drawer and handed it to her. “Here’s all the notes I’ve

made of all my preclinical experience and various mysterious conditions I encountered. It should help you.”

Irene never mixed business with personal matters anyway, and she took it. “Thank you.”

“Also, there’s a spot open for a seminar at Mead Clinic. It’s the top research center for cardiovascular diseases

globally, and I can arrange for you to take the slot any time. You’re talented enough to become the best

cardiologist if you go, even making your mark in history.”

However, Mead Clinic was overseas, and she never thought about going abroad-least of all right now.

“Just think about it. I can save the slot for you, and you can come ask me anytime you want.”

“Thank you. Can I go back to work now?” Irene asked.

“Yeah,” Stephen just wanted to make it up to her.

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After that Irene kept herself busy and basically took any task she could, as if she would never tire.

She said, “I can perform another surgery, Dr. Carr.”

Stephen stared at her incredulously. “You’ve already done two. It’s time to take a break.”

“Let me do it.”

She did not want to stop-she wanted more work!

Stephen stayed quiet for a while before saying, “Alright.”

That was when Harvey Gooding suddenly barged in, yelping, “Irene Spencer!”

Irene remained impassive. “What is it?”

“Isaac is a sicko, isn’t he?” Harvey cried, almost losing his mind just then.

“Stop bothering him,” Irene said flatly, and turned to leave.

Harvey had not even had his say, and so, he rushed toward her and grabbed her wrist. “Hold on, what was that

supposed to mean, ‘stop bothering him? I only sent him the photos of me hugging you, but he’s trying to destroy

me!”

Irene shook his hand off. “What did he do?”

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