Chapter 810


    The Runaway Groom Chapter 810


    James kept grinning in amusement. “Just pulling your leg.”


    Erin rose to her feet right then. “Enjoy your meal.”


    James quickly caught her wrist. “You’re really upset, huh? Alright, it’s your turn to pull a prank on me.”


    “When did you change so much?” Erin asked, staring at him—she almost could not recognize him.


    He never behaved like this before! How did he change so drastically in such a short time?


    “I just wanted to cheer you up,” James said, tugging at her so that she sat down. “Alright, I won’t tease


    you anymore. Here—take this slice and mess with me.”


    Erin smiled despite herself.


    “No way, that’s so childish.”


    James smiled as he watched her smiling face.


    There were not many others at the cinema when they arrived after James had his lunch, and it was just


    the two in the entire hall.


    Still, James put an arm around her shoulder and said, “Come on. Lean on my shoulder.”


    Erin did so, like a delicate little bird.


    She suddenly said softly, “You never did this before.”


    “Did what?” James asked, lowering his gaze at her.


    “This,” Erin said. “It’s the first time we’re catching a movie together. Before this, it was always work,


    work, work, and work—like you’re a dog.”


    James was speechless, but he smiled since she felt rxed, and decided that everything he did was


    worth it.


    “Alright, I won’t work like a dog from now on. I’ll try to keep youpany more often.”


    Emotional, Erin pushed herself against his chest, swallowing the bitterness that came unwittingly with a


    smile. “Okay.”


    The film they watched was a romanticedy, withughs and love.


    Erin’s mood slowly improved with James’spany and she felt wistful as he prepared to leave the


    next day.


    Still, she did not let it show.


    “I’lle by when I’m free,” James told her.


    She smiled. “Okay.”


    Even so, her eyes turned red as she watched his ne take flight.


    …


    At Hotmesh Research, Irene was reading records of the conditions of the animal that had been


    transnted with the artificial heart they developed.


    Everything was within the epted parameters.


    “We seeded, haven’t we?” Finn Crowe asked.


    Irene shook her head. “It’s just been two weeks. We need to wait at least half a month, and it’d only be


    a sess if there’s no rejection after a month.”


    “Well, at least things were hurried along with Professor Lowe joining our ranks,” Finn said.


    Irene could not deny that—Professor Lowe was the one who eased them through the bottleneck they


    faced.


    There was every sign that the effort they put in would pay off now.


    “You all seemed pleased!” A familiar voice spoke just then.


    Irene turned to find Dennis Turner standing there. She eximed in surprise, “Hello, Director Turner!


    What are you doing here?”


    “I heard you had a sessful breakthrough, so I came by for a look.” Dennis heaved a long sigh,


    clearly in a good mood. “I’m so pleased that I’m alive to see this.”


    “You’ll live another hundred years,” Irene told him.


    “I’d be too old. I won’t want to live that long,” Dennis chuckled heartily, his good mood simply apparent.


    His joke lightened the mood, drawingughter from everyone present.


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    “What are you reading?” Dennis was staring at the record book she was holding.


    Irene could tell that he wanted to read it, so she simply handed it to him.


    Dennis did not feel awkward even though she read his mind, and he smiled as he took it. “Well then, let


    me see.”


    He nodded repeatedly, probably content with the records.


    Bah!


    The sheep which was transnted with the artificial heart bleated just then.


    “Come on, let’s take a look.” Dennis said.


    Finn led the way, and Irene walked with him. “It’s all thanks to Professor Lower. Our progress wouldn’t


    have been that quick otherwise.”


    “I heard about that,” Dennis said, pping her on the shoulder. “You’ve dealt with it well.”


    They arrived at the fence where themb was kept. Its abdomen was bandaged and attached to a


    square box apparatus.


    The data on it was changing endlessly, but not by a wide margin.


    As everything was within normal parameters, it proved that the test was going well.


    But in his excitement, Dennis suddenly stiffened and dropped to the floor!