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?

farewell party for Dr. Cox at eight tonight, at Wing B of Grand Court Hotel. Don‘t miss it!” a colleague reminded her

lab coat, and thinking to herself that she really

Isaac were somehow acquainted left her cold

at eight anyway, but spotted a car stopping near the entrance just as she was about to head

alighted, and

pillar, poking her head out slightly

She could tell that Isaac really liked Whitney too, since he was willing to show up at an occasion

everyone at the hospital would be showing up at the farewell party today as

today.” Whitney had put on extensive makeup and a stylish gown, and there was a hint of shyness

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

if they could get even more intimate , but her rejection of his offer before was now a wall

Isaac, and after much consideration, she decided to call Whitney to explain that she could not make it because of

front, Whitney

dial button. By the time she realized

pursed her

familiarity with her voice, and he immediately spotted Irene standing nearby, looking laughably stupid as

help raising

worked at Charity Hospital

Whitney smiled

spoke, she inched closer to

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

your boyfriend?” She smiled, her dewy eyes as clear as they were

so that others would

his eyes on Irene, eager

and showered them with flattery. “Honestly, you two look like the

the urge to tear that

he could be, so she quickly made her retreat. “I‘ll be heading in, then–I

quickly called out to the colleague who had greeted her just now, and then hurried

put some 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

how could a man as perfect as him come to be? He‘s rich, and has the looks 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 being kind to him, especially when he had almost

colleague could not help