The Runaway Groom Chapter 344


    Chapter 344


    Mrs. Watson arrived just then and asked, “What’s going on here?”


    Tommy was asleep, and if this went on, the baby would wake up.


    Even so, Stan put his finger on his lips and shushed her!


    As Mrs. Watson quickly turned silent, he exined softly to her, “Don’t disturb him.”


    He knew why Isaac was seething, and that Isaac was just venting at the moment.


    After all, Henry had raised him, but tried to use that as leverage against him.


    Though Isaac never did anything to Quincy because of Henry, how did his grandfather repay him?


    He was probably hurting because the one who hurt him was family.


    “Should we ask Mrs. Jefferson toe home?” Mrs. Watsons quietly asked.


    Stan agreed that it was a great idea, since Isaac neededpany right now.


    “Yeah, do it.”


    However, no one answered when Mrs. Watson called Irene’s number, and she sighed, shaking her


    head. “I couldn’t reach her.”


    Stan sighed as well.


    Meanwhile, Isaac stood with his hands sped behind his back in his study. What remained of a


    teacupy beside his feet, its contents now drenching his toes.


    His frame was towering yet lonely–light filled in but was just illuminating just half of him, keeping his


    expression inscrutable, and his thoughts unfathomable.


    Over at Melville Hospital, Irene was following Stephen into surgery.


    She had been very busy since she started to work at the hospital as his student, and would assist him


    in every surgery he performed, in addition to her own clinic duty.


    He was basically letting her do all the menial tasks, affording her no free time.


    It was only three hourster when they stepped out of the operating room, but before Irene could catch


    her breath, Stephen sent her topile a patient’s medical history.


    “Put everything in a folder and leave it inside the center drawer of my desk. Make sure no one sees it,”


    he told her.


    “Okay,” Irene replied.


    Later, as she carefully put everything together, she nced at the patient’s photo and found it familiar.


    She soon remembered–she saw her face back at Jefferson Manor in another photo. It was kept in a


    photo frame beside a box, and when she knocked it over, Isaac’s ensuing reaction was so violent the


    moment was etched clearly in her mind.


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    That photo was of Isaac’s parents, and the patient’s photo held a strong resemnce to Isaac’s


    mother!


    The resemnce was striking… Could she be a rtive of Isaac’s mother?


    However, she was aware that Isaac’s mother was an only daughter, and she also learned from Stan


    that Isaac’s maternal grandparents had also passed away years ago.


    That meant Isaac’s maternal line was gone, and without any rtives alive in that family tree, this


    patient was probably not rted to them.


    And doppelgangers are known to exist in this world anyway…


    Nheless, Stephen entered the room, and frowned when he saw that Irene had yet to put the folder


    in


    his drawer.


    “What are you doing? Aren’t you done yet?”


    Irene promptly shelved those thoughts and put the folder in the drawer, before walking up to Stephen


    and asking. “Why aren’t you keeping her file with the other patients‘?”


    “She’s my wife’s friend,” Stephen tly replied. “Special privilege.”


    “Oh.”


    Stephen then told her, “We have a new patient. He has a congenital heart defect–take him to imaging.”


    “Okay.”


    As she did, she passed by the ultrasound room and saw the ‘journalist‘ she noticed before.


    Chad Ross was lending her an arm, grinning ear–to–ear but being careful nheless. “Are you


    alright, darling?”


    The journalist‘ nodded.


    Irene had thought that the ‘journalist‘ resembled Whitney before… And it turned out that she was


    Chad’s wife too? Was that why he married her?


    Honestly, Chad was so hopeless…