The Runaway Groom

Chapter 443

Stephen almost lost his footing the instant he saw Isaac inside the office.

What was he doing here?!

Pulling the doctor aside, he asked softly, "When did he get here?"

"Just now," the doctor replied. "He chased everyone out the instant he arrived. I think he's gathering Dr. Spencer's belongings."

Carr became flustered-Irene repeatedly emphasized the importance that he gathered her belongings.

What was he supposed to do now?

"Is there something wrong, Dr. Carr?" The doctor noticed the look on his face.

Stephen quickly shook his head. "It's nothing. Also, all of you should go about your business instead of standing around.

The doctors dispersed, while Stephen, feeling too guilty to talk to Isaac, turned to leave as well.

He would never dare.

A quietness loomed amid the rows of desks in the office, and Isaac was the only one seated there, at Irene's seat.

There were stacks of books, research papers, patient medical histories, and various receipts on the table.

Only one photo frame stood on top along with those stacks: a simple doodle of Tommy by Irene herself.

was grinning broadly, which revealed his two little baby teeth while he drooled out the corner of his mouth. His little eyes were spirited and were curling into crescents from his grin, even

was well drawn, and obvious that Irene

painted, and was good at

a scalpel, but was also a master of the

went into the rhythm

life without a warning, stealing his heart... only to leave him

have been convinced that it was all just a dream if

Thud!

suddenly rolled off the desk

when he saw another

Stephen gave Irene, aligned

in this day and

picked up the letter, his fingers hovering over it for a

thought seemed to hasten him, and he started

Dear Irene,

Stephen, and

and hard before writing to you, and I

find out that you're Isaac's wife. I

get

all my memories after my

never exposed Mick, and feigned ignorance as I

son, which made me a failure

I recovered means I've done an injustice