The Runaway Groom

Chapter 438

Nonetheless, James hurried to Isaac’s side. “Sir.”

Isaac glanced at him briefly and asked, “Did you find a place?”

“Yes, sir,” James replied. “We can use it in a couple days.”

“Good.” Isaac remained impassive.

At the same time, James turned toward the man with them, who was dressed formally over his exceedingly fair skin. Also, there was something shady about that face even though he clearly appeared solemn.

“Sir, who is this gentleman?”

Isaac did not answer, and instead headed straight inside the operating room with the man.

James followed, curious.

The man first put down his box and opened it, taking out a pair of gloves and wearing it before pulling off the sheet placed over Irene’s head.

He frowned when he saw the face. “…I don’t think I can do anything here. Burn scars only regenerate on living tissue, but if she’s dead, I can’t restore her face.”

In reality, he was the best mortician Isaac had found to reconstruct cadavers so that they would look their best before they were buried.

Despite his specialty in reinvigorating cold bodies and bestowing upon them eternal beauty, he was shaking his head. “The damage is too extensive. I can’t do much here.”

there was a brief flash of disappointment in

could not even die with the way she looked

the mortician said, “I’d suggest moving her to the

had been trying to say the same thing for a while, so he quickly echoed, “Yeah, or we could put her in an ice casket if you don’t want to leave her here in the hospital. We could bring her to the castle now, in fact.”

freezer, and they would just put the ice casket inside soon after -it should

the mortician agreed. “Leaving her out here is going to make

if Isaac did not know

casket, he would lose

her to the morgue was a declaration

now, he refused to confront

it may, present circumstances prevented

he spoke almost inaudible, “Get it done,

face, he did not have

however, Isaac’s back slowly arched.

bigwig who faced his own

utterly vulnerable, for it turned out that

pain was profound, suffocating and

Irene’s body however he could. He also applied

was when Ricky Spencer suddenly barged

“No. No way, it can’t be her…” he murmured, and grabbed

dropped to a crouch right then and clasped a hand over his

but the people who were there saw the explosion, and she was in the middle of it. They also fished her out of the river immediately afterward, so there’s no mistaking

us.”