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.

the surgery all stood in a row beside the surgical table, each of them keeping their heads

head lowered like the others and

was the best thing to do at a time

the body on the surgical table

still tubes attached to it, and the face was thoroughly burned and

believe that it was Irene lying on the table, he laughed icily, “Are you trying to trick me with another

heart skipped a beat–how could he

to

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

to accept

I’m afraid we can’t

him right then. “Or is it just because you’re incompetent?!” Stephen did not retort–doing so right now

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

lungs, and he started to

I–It was not her.

to

birthmark on her right