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?’

time to calm down. “Go home for

thought that her reaction meant she was still holding a grudge against

your marriage, but he’s your father. He’s sick and almost dying now-are you so cold that you

said. “What do you take me for, some sort of god? His cancer

”

“You heartless bitch! You’ll

was unmoved. “That would be my

you’re an ingrate! You won’t be here

Did the boy forget that he was here, yelling

and Irene did not stop them,

out of sight, she grimaced

felt toward Lionel, her heart still ached to hear that he was terminally

a specialist she was acquainted with, but eventually hung up because the

help?” Isaac

shook her

for help on her own, and certainly did

back,” Isaac said. “If you need

then,

for him when he was

and blood as well, and therefore had

to thank me,”