The Runaway Groom

Chapter 12

Henry had already put a plan together, and it took Moneypenny a while to get it.

“Is that why you asked me to find a heart donor–”

He had barely finished when Irene stepped out of the restroom with the first aid kit.

Moneypenny promptly turned silent, while Henry leaned against his cane to rise to his feet, and told Irene, “Come with me.”

He was heading to his study, and Irene put the first aid kit on a table before following him. Sitting behind the large desk in the study, sadness showed in Henry‘s eyes as he told her, “Isaac‘s father passed away very early, and while I raised him, he always lived away from home since he studied at a boarding school. He moved out right after graduating university to take over the company, too, and is so busy he basically never comes home.”

There was quietness in Henry’s voice. Isaac’s father was his eldest son, and no matter how long had passed, he still felt miserable about his passing because no father should ever have to bury his son.

He also knew that Isaac had his reason for not coming

home, and he could foresee what Isaac would do to his uncle‘s family after his death.

In fact, Isaac held back this long because he still respected Henry, and he needed a woman to make him learn to feel...

So that he would give up on hatred.

They were all his flesh and blood, and he did not want them slaughtering each other.

“Sir…” Irene murmured, unsure of how to reassure him.

There was no question that Henry had been good to her. Even though she was forced to marry into this family because of Lionel‘s greed, Henry never held her in contempt.

Raising a handle to assure her she had nothing to worry about, he continued, “The reason I agreed to let you marry Isaac is because I know that you are a good child, just as your grandfather had been loyal and kind. You are his granddaughter, and his blood runs in your veins that is why I wanted you to stay with Isaac and care for him.”

“Sir, I believe that it would be ideal for him if he had someone he loves with him instead…”

Irene’s words were her earnest opinion.

seemed to be giving up and making excuses to

having lived this long, was there any situation he had

actually

and she requires a donor match for a heart transplant. I happened to have found a match, and I‘ve spoken

at first delighted, though she soon thought to herself that

was a contract to keep her from divorcing Isaac. And the old man certainly knew

if the transplant is delayed any further. Heart donors are not that easily found even with

fingers clenched on the paper in her hands, feeling at a loss for what

called her here now dawned

do you think I can care

I said–you‘re Tim‘s granddaughter. I

calm, but she was too

and she would have a better chance of survival with

it for the sake of her mother‘s survival. “I will

you‘ll definitely make Isaac happy.”

so, Irene kept her lips tightly pursed and stayed silent, convinced that Henry was wrong–that Whitney

Not her.

Henry picked up the phone, saying, “I‘ll contact the hospital right now, and tell them to perform the transplant for

there, at once expectant

finished his call, she asked, “May I go

and concern for her sick mother, so he allowed it. “Of

sighing as well, since he knew that there was no way Isaac

waved her off and told the

,” the

to the hospital, Irene felt like she was in a dream-everything had happened

arrived and saw that the old man had arranged everything perfectly, she realized that this

after a night of near

of observation and rehabilitation

in a ward for post-surgery observation, her mother’s life

gone sleepless for the entire night, she headed straight to her clinic when