The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 945

Irene panicked.

Fearing that Isaac was shot she checked the back of his neck.

Frowning slightly, he said, "I'm fine."

Irene also noticed where he was bleeding from soon enough-the sharp end of a triangular glass shrapnel was

digging into his flesh.

He must have been hit by the glass when the rear windshield shattered, and it hurt to look at.

As a doctor, Irene had seen all sorts of injuries and sickness, and she could handle it with composure.

However, she was not that calm when it was a person she cared about.

While her heart ached for him and was stricken by worry, Isaac quietly assured her, ’It won't kill me. Don't worry.”

Irene said nothing but firmly wiped away her tears—she knew very well that this was not the time to be emotional.

She took a deep breath and looked around inside the jeep.

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There was nothing that could be used, but if she did not remove the shrapnel, it would hurt a lot.

It might even cut further into Isaac's flesh since they were in a jeep.

She hesitated for a moment before taking off her jacket and pulling out one of its straps-she did not have to care,

because all she wanted to do was ease Isaac's pain, even if it was just a little.

"This will hurt a little," she told him quietly.

"Yeah," he replied softly.

With that, Irene pulled out the shrapnel with quick precision. Once that was done, she pressed down on the wound

with her jacket.

Zachary turned to look. "Is he alright?"

"Yeah." Irene nodded, but it was quite a deep cut and her hands were quickly covered in blood.

There was no sedative or disinfectant in the car, so she had to use the most primitive method to stop the bleeding.

She would only disinfect it once they obtained medication.

Isaac leaned on her just then, putting his face on her slim shoulders.

It allowed her to have a better angle to put pressure on his wound, while he could feel the warmth from her skin.

He raised his hand and felt around, feeling the bare skin of her shoulders and neck. Still, he could feel fabric

beneath, on her chest and waist.

"What are you wearing?" he asked, remembering that Irene usually dressed conservatively and not something so

skimpy.

Irene looked down to check. "A camisole."

Isaac said nothing, but he quickly took off his jacket and pulled it over her shoulders.

Irene leaned in to whisper into his ear, "Are you really worried about that in this situation?!"

Isaac pursed his lips and said nothing.

At the driver's seat, Stan noticed that they were running out of gas again and asked, ’How much longer to Vos?"

Zachary checked the distance.

"It's still over an hour's journey," he said. "We have to stop for fuel."

Zachary looked behind-there was no one chasing them, but they must not let down their guard.

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"There's a gas station around six miles ahead," Zachary said.

"Okay," Stan replied, and he accelerated the jeep.

They soon arrived, and while Stan refueled the jeep, Zachary stood to the rear to keep an eye out for anyone

approaching.

Bzzt-

Zachary's phone rang-it was a call from James.

"I've arrived," James said.

"Wait, we actually got Isaac out already,’ Zachary said. "You have to be careful-those people have guns. Hold on, I'll

pass the phone to Isaac."

Isaac mentioned a couple who saved him, but Zachary was not sure about the vineyard and had no details to give.

It would be easier if Isaac told James directly.

As such, he held out his phone to Isaac. "It's James. He brought his people over."

Irene glanced at the phone and took it to put it in Isaac's hand, i Zachary's expression darkened slightly, and he

turned around!

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