The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 655

Along the way, Irene said nothing, and she was basically pouting at Isaac.

Freeing one hand to hold hers, he asked quietly, "Still upset?"

Irene ignored him, but her silence was basically a yes.

"You're the one who upset me first," he said.

"I upset you first?" Irene turned toward her right then. "Pray tell, how?"

"You know what you did," Isaac replied.

Irnee was speechless-if only she did!

He always got upset out of the blue!

Maybe it was just him going through menopause. Maybe men experienced that too-how else would one explain him

getting upset out of the blue?

Bzzt-

Isaac's phone rang, and he answered it.

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Since his phone was connected to the car bluetooth system, James

Cross's voice could be heard from the speakers, "Ian Jefferson is wreaking havoc downstairs, slamming the door

and screaming. He's affecting those nearby, but I still don't have a place that suits him."

Isaac growled coolly. "Tie him up and gag him."

"Yes, sir," James replied.

After Isaac hung up, Irene said, "Actually, locking him up wont work in the long run, and your grandfather is sick..."

Isaac turned toward her. "You mean, I should release him?"

"No." Irene thought about it, and said, "He's just going to cause more problems if you do, so there's only one way to

rehabilitate him."

She was certainly not crazy enough to persuade Isaac to release Ian! With two children in their family now, allowing

a potential threat at large would just be asking for trouble, and she would not allow her children to get hurt.

"What is it?" Isaac asked.

Irene took a pen and paper, writing down the name of a drug. "You can get this, can't you?"

Isaac spared a glance at the name and asked, "What does it do?"

"Keep him in line," Irene said.

Isaac grinned-his little kitten was baring its claws again.

"I'll get it."

Eventually, they arrived outside the hospital and Irene alighted. "I can do this alone."

Putting one hand on the steering wheel, Isaac held her gaze as he asked," Are you really that afraid of me following

you?"

Irene was speechless. "When did you get so calculating? I'm just letting you deal with Ian as soon as possible, but

you can follow me if you're really that free."

With that, she turned and started to head inside.

"I'll come by later," Isaac called out to her.

"Yeah." Irene heard him, and waved without turning back.

While it was no major surgery, they had to examine her nonetheless.

Even so, Seth Hedge scheduled her surgery on the first slot of that day.

After she was anesthetized, Seth stood before the surgical table, smiling as he asked, "You've always been

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operating on others before. How does it feel to be on the chopping board yourself?

"Nothing, really," she replied.

"Trust me that much, huh?"

Irene grinned. "Actually, I remembered something after I met you again yesterday."

"What is it?"

"You fell into that mudhole..."

Seth remembered that too. "You can't remember anything nice about me, but somehow remember the rubbish

perfectly fine."

Irene grinned again, her consciousness blurring, and she soon lost it completely without knowing it.

Hours later, she stirred, already lying in a private ward.

"Any discomfort?" Seth asked.

Irene recovered her spirit right then, and replied, "Nope."

'That's good, but be sure to get a lot of rest. Call me anytime if you're feeling any discomfort."

"Okay," Irene replied.

Seth turned and headed for the door, and he saw a man standing there just as he was about to leave!

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