The Runaway Groom By Hauling Treasures Chapter 436
Chapter 436
The patient on the bed was burned from her right cheek down to her neck.
Although it had been bandaged and medicated, the gruesome carnage underneath could not be
concealed.
Unlike incisions orcerations, burn scars remain because the dead skin cells would linger.
While grafting and stic surgery were advanced enough to restore Irene’s facepletely, the
problem was that she was pregnant right now.
She must get an abortion for the antibiotics necessary for surgeries, and even if she did not, it would
lead to defects in fetal development or a miscarriage.
Stephen tried to reason with her, saying, “You can have another baby…”
Irene was staring nkly up at the white, fluorescent lights that were dizzying, and closed her eyes.
“No. There’s a reason I survived that explosion… Maybe it’s someone up there intent on having me
keep my baby.”
In the instant she was falling into the river, she somehow slipped out of the explosive vest, which only
detonated after she dropped underneath the river.
Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!
Though the resulting mes and shockwave still struck her while she was underwater, she survived her
injuries.
Disfigurement certainly did not matter to her.
Even if beauty was life and death for thedies, she had no use for it. Was there anyone whom she
wanted to look pretty for?
Stephen sighed. “Isaac Jefferson is devastated about your death.”
“He’s not grieving me. He’s probably just sorry for his son who doesn’t have a mother,” she replied.
Her tone was cold and devoid of her usual passion and liveliness–what Isaac said before left her
feeling a fool for all the love and adoration he had for her.
Turning to Stpehen, she said, “I would recover in five days at most, but I don’t want to stay or I might
have second thoughts. Book me a flight to Mead Clinic in three days, and thanks for saving me a spot
all this while.”
She had somewhere to be, at least.
“After you helped me so much with Mick, I’ll do whatever I can to help.”
Stephen then held her gaze for a while, and told her what was weighing down on his mind. “I’m worried
that the body we used wouldn’t keep Isaac fooled. There’s a chance that he’d notice…”
“He probably wouldn’t notice. He was there, and he knows how powerful the st was, and that the
bomb was tied to me. He should actually be surprised that there was a body at all, since I should be in
pieces.”
“Your body was fully intact when you were brought in–it’s only natural that we used an intact body as
well, “Stephen pointed out. “His subordinates might get suspicious since they’re constantly watching.”
“Then I should thank you for getting the perfect recement,” Irene replied.
“Call it a coincidence that there was a fire at the orphanage north of the city. There were five dead, and
one of them was a woman with around the same weight and height. She was burned extensively to the
point there’s no chance of recognition, so Isaac won’t be able to tell as long as he doesn’t do a DNA
test.”
“Oh, right… About the other favor, I have footage here of one of Isaac’s boys holding your baby. Suffice
to say, I think he had been rescued along with your mom.”
Stephen had recorded the video in secret and showed it to Irene. Although he was too far away to
capture Tommy’s face, Irene could recognize her baby’s cries.
Her baby… She felt as if a meat hook was driven through her heart at the thought of leaving him and
not seeing him, suffocating her from sheer agony.
“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”
She did not deserve to be a mother for what she was going to do to him.
Like a broken string of pearls, her tears streamed out of the corner of her eye, trickling into her hair.
Stephen sighed. “Why hurt yourself like this?”
Irene pursed her lips. “Isaac will definitely protect Tommy as long as he stays at his side. The life and
education he would have is much better than anything I have to offer-”
“That’s not what I mean–you have no reason to leave. You have a child, and Isaac would never me
you for Yvaine Lynd’s death.”
“Have you ever been in love?” Irene asked, cutting him short.
“Things are fine between my wife and myself,” Stephen replied.
“Then how would you feel if the person you love and thought was in love with you, turns out to not have
loved you at all? Would you understand the despair?”
Stephen frowned. “Is it really thatplicated?”
“I didn’t know before,” Irene said bitterly. “But being in love hurts.”
That was when the door swung open, and Stephen turned pale when he saw who it was!