The Runaway Groom

Chapter 745

Dennis Turner was just alighting and heading to his apartment. "What are you doing here?"

"Mr. Turner," Irene greeted him in return as she walked upto him.

"Is there a problem?" he asked.

Irene nodded.

"Alright, let's talk at my place. You can eat with us tonight," he said.

"No, we should keep this outside. And somewhere quiet," Irene said in refusal.

Dennis stared at her for a moment, noticing that she looked like she had something important to say.

"Alright. There's this restaurant nearby, and I often go there since the pasta is good. It's my treat."

With that, he started to walk, while Irene followed. "I shall take you up on your offer."

"Of course," Dennis said with a chuckle. "You don't have to hold back with me."

beneath one of the apartment blocks, and they reached it in a

was no luxury establishment, but everything inside

two pastas along with other

tell me what it is?" he

from her bag and handed it to him. "You left this in your office. I saw

what it was. "I was afraid my family would see it, so I kept it in my office inside some file no one would look

this why you're

Hotmesh Research would be a mess if I suddenly died without setting things

death-being unable to help a patient was the worst feeling for a

Dennis patted

diseases, but even I am helpless against this. Could you imagine how much worse it would be for the average Joe? How desperate and helpless they'd be? So don’t worry about me-just focus on your research, and it's the best thing

my time is

and he said, "Let's eat. Food tastes better

watched him then, realizing that she should not get melancholic when Dennis was being

becoming a fine doctor who saved people, as well as of contributing to the nation's medical

Dennis was right, and what she could do was to

forkful,

Irene nodded. "Yeah."