The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 843

Although Irene tried to pretend she did not see him, Neil strode up to her and said, “Don’t get so full of yourself. You’re just lucky my dad is nice—anyone else would be giving you a hard time right now and not let you get off scot-free.”

Irene shot him a cool look. “It’s like you’re saying I should be thanking you for teaching me something.”

“No thanks necessary,” he said, striding toward the ward while deliberately knocking into her on the shoulder.

Irene remained where she was, but she had to admit that she had definitely learned her lesson.

She had no idea if she would do the same if the same situation happened again—impulsive decisions only led to terrible consequences!

She was lucky this one passed without further issue.

Stepping outside the hospital, she looked up at the skies at the blinding sun.

She had to narrow her eyes, but her lips were curling up into a faint smile.

She started forward as Eagle brought the car, although a familiar car soon arrived and stopped beside hers before she got in.

James Cross then alighted.

Irene asked, already recognizing the car as

Just taking someone

who it was, Ian Jefferson was dragged out of the

peeled off wherever he had been hit—by whatever it was James was clobbering him

still rare for Irene

head. “I wasn’t really holding

away from Ian after looking at him for a while.

pursed his

then told him, “Do what you have

she wound down the window and looked at James. “Are you letting

die,” James replied. “But killing him so easily would be letting him off easy—anyway, I heard there’s many patients here, and they need B-type blood donors. He happened to be B-type, so I was going to

going to seek medical help for Ian, and

James, like Isaac, detested villains and would not hold back when they

worth now, saving people with his blood,” Irene said icily before turning back to James with

We weren’t together that long and were already discussing

good,” she said, and waved. “I’m going

…

had not been there ever

her, Finn Crowe promptly ran up to her with his phone in hand. “Director Spencer, you have to