The Runaway Groom

Chapter 357

Taking Irene’s silence as approval, Harvey followed her to the hospital chief’s office.

Even from a distance, they could hear Chad shouting and breaking various objects.

“Call Irene Spencer here now!” he was yelling madly.

Harvey sneaked a glance at Irene to see no expression on her face at all, leaving him speechless and thinking that she was genuinely ice–cold

It was rare for someone to retain such composure in the face of potential danger, and Harvey’s admiration for her only grew.

The door to the chief’s office was half–closed, and Irene quietly opened it.

“Chief…”

“Irene Spencer!”

Chad lunged toward her in a frenzy, but Harvey stood in his way. “Talk if you want, but don’t resort to violence–any man who lays a finger on a woman is no man at all.”

She’s the reason I lost my child! Why shouldn’t I kill her

to do with me,” Irene said, leveling Chad a cool look. “You

you’re telling me to investigate? Because you knew I won’t have evidence? I haven’t gotten payback, and you’re already

for my family, huh?!”

I want anything to do with you?”

Chad thinking, and he realized that he had no fight with Irene at all. In fact, he was the one who tried

grudge against Whitney,” Chad growled, clenching his fists and looking ready to swing it at any instant. “That’s why you pushed her off the stairs so that she would lose her child, or am I wrong? Do you even know how much I wanted that child?

questioning Whitney,” Irene calmly replied. “She rolled down the

at her. “You’re just trying to avoid responsibility- she’d never

long, but you still don’t understand her at all, do you?” Irene thought then that Chad was

I’m telling you–you’re dead meat!” Chad snapped, and wheeled on the hospital chief. “She’s a doctor here, and my wife has suffered a miscarriage because of her. You had better do something or

toward Irene, and since both were sticking to their own version of what happened, he said, “We

that,” Chad growled as he planted himself on the

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you would just end up saying that my wife jumped off the stairs herself. So don’t bother

mentor, and it is natural that I should take responsibility for her

“Dr. Carr-”

to stop her. He was earnest in grooming her as his apprentice,