The Runaway Groom

Chapter 447

Irene's call was soon answered. "Is there a problem? Why are you calling at this hour? It must be midnight over there..."

Irene had been keeping contact with Stephen over the last six months, and he occasionally took photos or videos of Tommy there.

In fact, he recently sent her a video of Tommy, but she was now calling him again, intent on asking for more favors despite it although she would be asking too much.

But it was Tommy's birthday.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Stephen noticed her silence. "Like I said, I've already gathered the stuff you left on your desk."

Stephen did not dare to tell her the truth. Knowing that she would get worried, he decided to just tell her that she took everything-she was not going to find out from over there anyway.

Irene said softly, "I know, but that's not what I'm asking about. It's my son's birthday..."

"It took me over a month to get that video for you," Stephen told her.

It was certainly difficult for Stephen to reach Tommy, what with Sheryl and Mrs. Watson watching, as well as the bodyguards keeping watch.

"I won't impose, then," Irene said, understanding his point.

Stephen realized then that he was a little harsh, and sighed. "Sorry, I've just retired and I'm not in a pleasant mood. I shouldn't have thought like that."

"But you're not at the age to retire," Irene pointed out.

tell her right then that

honors he earned over his career

as ruthless as

up on what he was thinking, too. "Is

just getting tired. I could use the time to spend with my family too, " Stephen said, but even the look on his face said

since his life's work was gone

and asked, "How are

Irene replied. "I'll have

read it," Stephen told her-he

Irene had improved and enriched

they hung up, and Irene lay

was a video of Isaac alighting from a car

was just a split second, but the video clearly

mesmerizing self in the months they had been

with staying in his

baby was doing fine with

the window as faint

over the wrinkled, scarlet burn scars on

slowly closed her eyes, a crystalline tear trickled off the corner of

going to leave her apartment

spending most of her time at work in Mead Clinic and always returned

not get to see her much