The Runaway Groom

Chapter 433

The doctor appeared very apologetic and regretful. “We’ve done our best, but her injuries were too

extensive…”

James’s heart skipped a beat and he promptly turned toward Isaac, whose face contorted with emotion. Knowing that he was treading on thin ice, he said, “Mr. Jefferson…”

“Are you kidding me?” Isaac growled straight out of his throat.

The doctor appeared apprehensive but said, “We won’t joke about something like this, sir,”

Isaac did not want to believe it, but the doctor’s words were clear.

His neck was straight and stiff as his Adam’s apple bobbed repeatedly.

“You have to calm down, Mr. Jefferson.” James tried to reason with him, but it did not work–if there was one moment when Isaac could not calm down, it was this.

He strode toward the operating room, but he stopped at the doorway after he opened the doors, his legs seemed to turn into lead just then.

surgery all stood in a row beside the surgical

the front, his head lowered like the others and not about to talk to

best thing to do at a time like

see the body on the surgical

it, and the face was

on the table, he laughed

skipped a beat–how could

face was supposed to

that Isaac was doing his best to hide his emotion, and knew right

just in denial–refusing to accept the truth that Irene was

but I’m afraid

then. “Or is it just because you’re incompetent?!” Stephen did not retort–doing so right now would only make things worse, and the situation might spiral out of

cutting glare over every doctor present and walked up to the surgical table–the face of the body

breath left his lungs, and he started to suffocate as his

I–It was not her.

to

remembered a red birthmark