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."

blocks, and they reached it in

was no luxury establishment, but

two pastas along

what it is?" he asked while

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

in my office inside some file no one would look at. I forgot where it was

this why

worried that Hotmesh Research would be a mess if I suddenly died without setting things straight. I won't

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

Dennis patted her

I? I'm fine, so don't get upset over me. I was the director of a research center at the forefront of heart 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

my time

was served just then and he said, "Let's eat. Food tastes better while it's

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

a child, Irene dreamed of becoming a fine doctor who saved people, as well

what she could do

she had a forkful, Dennis asked,

Irene nodded. "Yeah."