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?’

to calm down. “Go home

Ricky thought that her reaction meant she was

been a little overbearing about your marriage, but he’s your father. He’s sick and almost dying now-are you

sort of god? His

”

and screamed, “You heartless bitch!

unmoved. “That would be my own

ingrate! You

frowned. Did the boy forget that he was here,

out of the mansion, and Irene did not stop them, watching as Ricky continued to scream murder at her even as he was taken

he was out of sight, she

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

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

like my help?”

her head.

her own, and certainly did

Isaac said. “If you need help,

looked at him then,

would fall for him when he

flesh and blood as well, and therefore had feelings. Lowering her gaze, she

have to thank me,” Isaac