The Runaway Groom

"The patient's injuries are extensive," the doctor replied. "We need further examinations before surgery and plan the surgery accordingly.” It was certainly better to be safe than sorry.

"Thank you," Irene said.

“I'l do my best to treat her since I took her in as a patient.” The doctor smiled. “I'm a perfectionist—I don't know what she looked like before or whether I can restore her face to the way it was, but I'll definitely make her look good.”

Irene agreed—it was fine not to reconstruct Lulu's original appearance as long as the plastic surgery was a success.

After Lulu stayed at the hospital, it was medical examinations and planning the surgery over the next few days.

Plastic surgery was not Irene's speciality, but she was allowed to be present and judge the success rate of the surgery with her own knowledge.

After days of discussion, they planned over a dozen surgeries, both major and minor.

It was possible for changes too, and Irene understood that.

told Lulu about the procedures,

even if you can't restore your original looks. Just think about—it's a new face, a fresh start. Not a bad choice

what Irene meant, and it was not as if she

let's go

on for her child, even if she had to do it

ached for her. "I'm staying here with you. You won't have to be afraid

there'll be over a dozen surgeries. That would take a while, and it's not as if I don't know a thing about medical procedures. I'm mentally

will take care of my sons very well in my absence. On the other hand, I'm the only one who can

but you should go home for a while before coming back. You don't have

to after marriage, and freedom was nonexistent when they had a husband

not used to this place, but

was certainly considerate for Lulu's sake, as if it was not until six days after Lulu was moved to Minerva that Lulu had

hours, but thankfully