The Runaway Groom

Chapter 117

Ricky addressed Irene as ‘Sis’ the instant he stepped through the front door, but Irene remained impassive, and was certainly unaffected by that title.

“Why did you want to see me?”

“You’re a doctor, aren’t you? You must know people,” Ricky said tearfully. “You have to ask them to help Dad. His condition is very serious, and he won’t survive for long if he doesn’t get surgery.”

The usually haughty boy appeared despondent, just as Irene stiffened.

She had a hunch, but it still struck her like a truck to find out that it was reality.

“What did his doctor say? What’s his condition?” she asked quietly.

“Malignant brain cancer. It’s metastasized to his lungs,” Ricky replied.

Irene was stunned. “W-What?”

“You have to get him the best doctors, Sis. There might still be hope,” Ricky cried anxiously.

Irene, however, knew that the cancer had advanced to a very late stage if it had actually begun to metastasize, and not even surgery could help much.

As she became silent, Ricky demanded, “What, are you going to do nothing?’

calm down. “Go

her reaction meant she was still holding a grudge against Lionel,

father. He’s sick and almost dying now-are you

for, some sort of god? His cancer is in its late stage-no one can help

”

“You heartless bitch! You’ll get your just

unmoved. “That would be my own issue. Why are you getting

an ingrate! You won’t

Isaac frowned. Did the boy forget that he was here, yelling at Irene right in front

and Irene did not stop them, watching

out of

matter how much spite she felt toward Lionel, her heart

up a phone to call a specialist she was acquainted with, but eventually hung

like my help?” Isaac asked

shook her

would look for help on her own, and certainly did not want

to hold back,” Isaac said. “If you need help, you just

then, emotional stirring within

woman would fall for him when

as well, and therefore had feelings. Lowering her gaze,

don’t have to thank