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."

restaurant was beneath one of the apartment blocks,

no luxury establishment, but everything inside

two pastas along with

what it is?" he asked while they waited for food to be

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

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

held his gaze. "Is this why you're in a hurry

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

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

patted her

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

when my time is

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

not get

of becoming a fine doctor who saved people, as well as of contributing to the

she could do was to not let him

forkful, Dennis

Irene nodded. "Yeah."