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."

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

luxury establishment, but everything inside was squeaky

pastas along with other

is?" he

diagnosis report from her bag and handed it to him. "You left this in your office. I saw it by chance, so I'm returning

it and 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 at. I forgot where it was

this why

I was worried that Hotmesh Research would be a mess if

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

Dennis patted

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

when my time is

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

should not get melancholic

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

right, and what she could do was

had a forkful, Dennis asked, "Is

Irene nodded. "Yeah."