The Runaway Groom

Chapter 9

“Tell him I said no. And get me a coffee,” Isaac growled as he strode into his own office, heading straight for his desk.

“But Mr. Gooding said that he won‘t leave unless you see him...”

Isaac turned to look at his secretary, who quickly lowered her head.

“Bring him here,” he said, before sitting down and unbuttoning his suit.

Soon, the secretary returned with Harvey and Isaac‘s coffee.

Harvey appeared very upset, and snapped at Isaac immediately, “Where did you find that woman?”

Isaac picked up his coffee and gestured for his secretary to leave, before finally looking up at Harvey.

“Look what she did!” Harvey continued, pointing at a distinct slash mark on his neck, before showing the bandage on his wrist. “She almost cut off my tendons, too!”

Isaac’s gaze darted between Harvey‘s injuries, feeling slightly delighted just then. Although he knew the answer, he asked, “What happened?”

Harvey appeared traumatized. “That woman had a scalpel ! And she was somehow breathtakingly efficient with it! The doctor at the hospital told me she‘d barely missed my jugular! Honestly, I almost died before getting any action.... That‘s why I‘m asking again—where did you find that woman?”

On the other hand, Isaac was in a good mood to hear that Harvey did not manage to get his way with Irene. Leaning on his chair, he maintained his usual aloof visage as he asked, “Why are you looking for her?”

“For revenge, of course!” Harvey exclaimed indignantly, since he had never been humiliated this much.

Moreover, Irene did not tell him anything about herself,

so she remained an enigma.

“If it‘s for revenge, you‘ll have to find her yourself.”

Harvey was stumped for a moment, but soon snarled viciously, “Fine, I‘ll come up with something! If I get to her first, I‘ll cripple her hands– let‘s see how she‘ll swing a scalpel then!”

At the hospital, Irene had just stepped out of the examination room when she shivered from a mysterious chill.

Was someone cursing her?

tonight, at Wing B of Grand Court Hotel. Don‘t miss

keeping her hands inside her white lab coat,

the thought that Whitney and Isaac were

headed to Grand Court Hotel at eight anyway, but spotted a car stopping near the entrance just as she

and Isaac soon

poking her head out slightly to

another as they stood side–by–side. She could tell that Isaac really

would be showing up at the farewell party today as well, would

a stylish

friends, aren‘t we?” Isaac replied, but he was only attending the part because of their night

rejection of his offer before was now a wall between

the pillar when they finally left. She was repulsed by the idea of being around Isaac, and after much consideration, she decided to call Whitney to explain that she could not make it because of an emergency. She took out her phone, but just as she was to

front, Whitney turned

By the time she

quickly hung up and pursed her lips. “Sorry,

and he

help raising

worked at Charity Hospital

Whitney smiled

she spoke, she inched closer to

she not let the public find out that she was his wife, Irene simply

her dewy eyes as

smiled but said nothing, so that

his eyes on Irene,

simply laughed lightly and showered them with flattery. “Honestly, you two look like the perfect couple a match made in

reason, Isaac suddenly had the urge to tear that smile

so she quickly made her retreat. “I‘ll be heading in,

colleague who had greeted her just now, and

distance between themselves and Isaac, the colleague quietly said, “That man is the head of Light Group. He‘s young but already accomplished, so I really envy Dr. Cox for having the good

and the body.” “How would you know that he‘s perfect? He might actually be crazy,” Irene could not help retorting calling him crazy was already

colleague could