The Runaway Groom

Chapter 390

“How did you know?”

That question had been nagging Isaac for a while.

Irene explained, “I saw Layla Gooding’s photo on your desk, and she looked just like Stephen Carr’s photo of a special patient. Luckily, I have Stephen’s trust, and I managed to make contact with her. My guess was that you’re investigating her, so I wanted to help you and find out what’s her deal.”

Isaac’s gaze softened right then.

She had insisted on coming to the hospital to investigate Layla-she was helping him in secret without. him knowing.

Reaching out to take her dainty hand in his, he gave it a squeeze and said, “Thank you.”

He had actually misunderstood that she was so obsessed with work she could ignore Tommy’s illness- but it was not entirely the case.

Irene smiled. “We’re married-you don’t have to thank me. Also, there’s not much to worry about, since your mother’s memories would return once that thing in her brain is taken out. She’ll definitely remember you… also, I was going to tell you tonight after I got to the bottom of this tonight. I didn’t expect to come instead.”

James suddenly turned and asked, “So, Mick Gooding was the one who put that thing in Yvaine’s brain?”

Irene nodded. “He and Stephen are good friends, and Stephen was the one who operated on her. The reason Mick returned to the country with Isaac’s mother is because she was getting frequent headaches, and not even medication can help now. It might even kill her at any moment…”

“Kill her?!” James stiffened and turned toward Isaac. “Sir…”

Isaac was not reacting much, but he was squeezing Irene’s hand, and she could sense his anxiety. Before she could speak, James said, “Sir, isn’t it likely that Mick Gooding would stop your mother from getting a surgery, just to stop her from remembering?”

wouldn’t risk her life just to stop her from remembering. From

would come to light once she

Irene nodded. “Yes.”

pseudonym Mick Gooding gave Yvaine Lynd?”

but that was just a

at Sunny City, Lulu Adams received a call

so she told him without thinking too much

doorbell rang, and she answered the door in her pajamas…

things, and rubbed her

it again for good measure, even pinching

it was

“Ricky, what…”

come, so I

left speechless for a

a joke to

here immediately, Lulu stood aside. “Just come in

breakfast,” Ricky said. “Let’s

down at the table with him,

I’ll wait. I bought it because

once again

meant it as a joke, but Ricky was way too