The Runaway Groom

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The Runaway Groom Chapter 870

Zachary stiffened.

He was silent for a while, before saying quietly, “I’m fine.”

Opening his car door and getting into his car, he told Irene, “You should go back inside.

However, Irene strode up and put a hand on a window, struggling for a while before eventually saying, “You should

give up.”

Zachary looked up at her with sadness in his eyes. “I did.”

Irene would have liked to offer more comfort, but she could not find the right words.

All she could have said would have been ‘there’s plenty of fish in the sea.’

But even if Zachary did find someone better, would he loved her more than he loved Lulu?

The hardest thing to do was to meet a person you genuinely loved, after all.

“I’m fine, don’t worry. I’m not that weak,” Zachary said as he started the car. “You should go back inside.”

With that, he drove off, and Irene watched as he did.

For some reason, her heart ached a little for him now…

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That was when she felt a hand on her shoulder, and she turned to find that it was Isaac.

“I think he’s taking it really hard,” she said.

“It’s his business. Don’t worry about him” Isaac told her, and put a hand around her shoulder as he led her back

inside.

“You should check on him after dinner,” Irene said.

“I know,” Isaac replied.

…

Although Zachary did not linger at the dining table, he had curbed everyone’s enthusiasm.

The atmosphere was unusually dull, save for the occasional clink as a fork or a knife met the plate.

James broke the silence, raising his glass and toasting Martin. “Thank you for coming all the way here to help.”

“Oh, it’s what we should do,” Martin replied. “Transportation here is convenient anyway.”

“Well, without Lulu finding out that Dennis Turner had been poisoned, we wouldn’t have resolved the case so soon.”

James was unenthusiastic, while Martin could not turn him down.

As such, they had a few more drinks, while the rest finished dinner and scattered.

Irene walked with Lulu to the car, and had her old chauffeur drive them to the hotel.

Erin was driving James since he had drunk a little. “May I have a room here? I’ll be back after I send James home.”

Isaac was leaving as well, probably to check on Zachary.

He was driving alone, but Irene stopped him. “Let Eagle drive. I’m not going out this late, so he doesn’t have to

guard me.”

“Fair enough,” Isaac said, and Eagle drove him out of the mansion.

Returning into the mansion, Irene helped clean up the table, but Mrs. Watson smiled and said, “You don’t have to do

it. Your mom and I would be done soon anyway.”

Irene refused. “Tommy is watching TV, and the baby is sleeping. I have nothing to do, and helping would make

things quicker!”

Mrs. Watson gave in, but just as she headed to the kitchen, she suddenly fell.

Crash!

Every plate and bowl she was holding shattered into pieces on the floor!

“Mrs. Watson!” Sheryl cried.

At the same time, Irene was already beside Mrs. Watson and examining her.

Seeing that she had trouble breathing, Irene promptly applied first aid while saying, “We have to get her to the

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hospital.”

“But there’s no one around…” Sheryl murmured. “What should we do?”

“Calm down, Mom. I can drive,” Irene said, turning toward Sheryl. “We can get her in the car, and I’ll take her to the

hospital while you stay here.”

Sheryl nodded, and they quickly got Mrs. Watson into the car.

“Remember to call me and give me an update,” Sheryl said. “You’re a doctor. You have to save her.”

“I know, don’t worry,” Irene replied.

…

Mrs. Watson was wheeled into the emergency room once they arrived at the hospital.

Irene had to wait outside, and time seemed to stretch on forever as she did.

Fortunately, Mrs. Watson was still fine when they reached the hospital—it was just fainting from respiratory distress,

caused by aortic blockage.

Irene already applied first aid and they managed to reach a hospital in time. They hence easily saved Mrs. Watson,

though she would need rest and medication in the future.

Naturally, Irene heaved a long sigh of relief as Mrs. Watson would be fine.

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