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.

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 sparkling like

photo frame and studied it—it was well drawn, and obvious that Irene put

doctor who painted, and

but was also

as she went into the rhythm of a

her life without a warning,

would have been convinced that it was all just a dream if

Thud!

suddenly rolled off the desk

he saw

was the notebook Stephen gave

letters in this day and age? And to her, no

the letter, his fingers hovering over it for a while before quickly opening it, even

hasten him,

Dear Irene,

Stephen, and I

and I have so much

that you're

get to the

my memories after my second

so, I never exposed Mick, and feigned ignorance

meant abandoning my own son, which made me

after I recovered means I've done an injustice