The Runaway Groom

Chapter 395

Irene simply thought it hilarious. “Yvaine died because of Mick’s selfishness. Yes, he saved her at first, but he also killed her, didn’t he? He wanted that inhibitor chip planted because he wanted her to forget the past, and if it was never implanted, it would never have caused her coma. Are you saying that he’s not a murderer for that? Don’t you think that Isaac should get revenge as Yvaine’s son?”

“Mick genuinely loved Yvaine,” Stephen replied.

He did not shy from asking Irene to sacrifice herself because he wanted to save Mick. After being friends. for years with the man, he knew how Mick felt toward Yvaine.

“Sure he is, but does Yvaine really love him back? If she did, why would she have married Andrew Jefferson? Moreover, did he have Yvaine’s permission to implant that chip?”

Irene was convinced that Mick was selfish-he had stolen Yvaine’s memories, and used love to disguise his crime of stealing another man’s wife and a boy’s mother.

“I won’t agree to this-no way. I won’t allow this to drive a wedge between my husband and myself, and you keep saying that Mick loves Yvaine, but that’s coercion more than anything.”

“It’s love,” Stephen insisted.

“I won’t agree to this.” Irene was resolute.

you do me this favor, seeing

I’ll always remember that. However, this isn’t something I can help with-Isaac has a right to know the truth, and none of us can take that away

that he had no

sigh, he stepped outside

Mick entered, Stephen said, “I’ve done all I

left staring at him with beady eyes. “Would she have

said nothing-that

was Mick’s inability to find the resolve to remove the inhibitor chip that led to this

one thing: he had saved Yvaine, but he had also

walked to the surgical table, and

his shoulders shaking as he did so. “Layla… It’s my fault. It’s all my fault… If only I’d agreed to

floor, but Stephen kept his eyes closed and did not stop

he had been pulled into another world of sorrow beyond measure, and amid the overwhelming grief, he seemingly forgot that there were still people

back his tears, and even as he kissed her hand, his tears pooled on the ground. “Piease, don’t

Yvaine. Perhaps his selfishness and misguidedness was

operating room and into the walkway, where she stood, staring blankly into the