The Runaway Groom

Chapter 382

Irene was going to explain herself when Layla said, “She had a fight with her boyfriend. I saw them and tried to help, so I let her in.”

Mick turned to level a sharp look at Irene. “Really?”

Irene nodded. “Yes. It was a coincidence…”

“You know her, Mick?”

As Layla glanced between Irene and Mick, Mick walked over to put a hand around her shoulder. “She’s Stephen Carr’s apprentice. I saw her when I met him.”

Layla’s tone became even kinder just then. “You’re a doctor?”

“Yes,” Irene admitted.

Suddenly, Layla held her head and frowned as if in pain.

“Another headache?” Mick asked mildly.

Layla nodded.

“Let’s get you back inside for your meds.” Mick led Layla inside, then turned back to Irene and warned, “I don’t like people who pry into my private affairs. I won’t play around if I find out that this wasn’t a coincidence!”

Irene said, “I’m not.”

Mick snapped before

didn’t have to

but his tone was soft. “I’m just

impression that Layla was being paranoid,

was very paranoid about letting people get near

from behind a pillar just then, calling out to

room with him, where he asked impatiently,

her head.

I’m hungry now–buy me a nice dinner, Irene, since

at her watch then. Seeing that it was already nine, she hurried outside. “Next time. I have to get home

“I’m no longer useful, huh? Anyway, what about the

sleep there,” Irene replied

a grand room like this was no loss–it would be a

himself on the bed, his limbs spread widely when he suddenly thought of Lulu. He thus whipped

[What are you doing?]

and waited for a

fell asleep when his phone chimed,

it.

[Just left work.]

Ricky

That’s my work–they call me