All Chapters of The Runaway Groom: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

Irene was going to explain herself when Layla said, "She had a fight with her boyfriend. I saw them and tried to help, so I let her in."Mick turned to level a sharp look at Irene. "Really?"Irene nodded. "Yes. It was a coincidence…""You know her, Mick?" As Layla glanced between Irene and Mick, Mick walked over to put a hand around her shoulder. "She's Stephen Carr's apprentice. I saw her when I met him."Layla's tone became even kinder just then. "You're a doctor?""Yes," Irene admitted.Suddenly, Layla held her head and frowned as if in pain."Another headache?" Mick asked mildly.Layla nodded. "Let's get you back inside for your meds." Mick led Layla inside, then turned back to Irene and warned, "I don't like people who pry into my private affairs. I won't play around if I find out that this wasn't a coincidence!"Irene said, "I'm not.""It'd better be!" Mick snapped before shutting the door. Still, Irene could hear Layla from inside. "You didn't have to be so loud.

Irene could not hide in time, and Isaac saw her trying to blink back her tears.There was a twitch in his gaze, though soon he regained his calm. "Are you upset?"Irene wiped her own face firmly and said stubbornly, "I'm not.""Oh." Isaac turned and headed to the shower, leaving Irene clenching her fists and absolutely frustrated by his coldness.Throwing away all pretenses right then, she ran in front of him just to snap, "You don't believe me, do you? Fine! I'll cheat on you right now!"As she tried to run away, Isaac grabbed her by the wrist and chuckled. "You're going to cheat on me?"Irene struggled. "I'll do it—you don't believe me anyway! Then you would actually have a reason to get upset with me!"Isaac pulled her a little firmly then, and she immediately fell over his chest. He then held her tightly with one hand while he lifted her chin with the other, and she could cry from the pain just then. Struggling even harder just then, she complained, "Let me go…"Isaac l

Layla saw the stunned expression on Irene's face."Is everything alright?" She peeked at the CT scan as she spoke, but she did not understand what she was looking at.As a doctor, however, Irene did—there was a distinct nail-sized object in Layla's hippocampus. Irene could tell from both position and the imaging that it was no tumor.Irene then asked, "What are your headaches like? Do they last for a while, or are they just short episodes on each occasion?"Layla thought about it. "I don't know… I think it just happens whenever I try to remember, but I tend not to remember anything, and my head will hurt briefly if I try to focus too hard. There are occasions when it lasts, especially recently—not even medication helps."Irene seemed to realize something then, and after another glance at the CT imaging, she said, "Let's go back now."Layla nodded, but asked again, "I thought you look a little serious just now. Did my condition deteriorate?" Irene shook her head. "No, you don'

And right now, whatever it was in Layla's brain must be extracted, or it would kill her.Mick's intent to silence Irene was a clear sign of his guilt—that Layla was in fact Yvaine Lynd. He must have renamed her after himself, but was sentimental enough about her old name to use another name that meant 'night'. Irene understood most of it, but not about how Mick made the switch without the Jeffersons noticing!Keeping herself calm, she stood off against Mick and retorted, "Even if I didn't say it, did you think you could hide your secret forever? You have two choices right now—the first is not to do anything about that thing in Layla's mind, and keep her amnesiac even if it risks her life. The other is to extract it, though that means she would regain her memories and you won't be able to lie your way out once she remembers. But I wonder—would she hate you more if she finds out that you killed her daughter-in-law? Unless you choose to do nothing, of course."Mick stumbled right the

"How did you know?" That question had been nagging Isaac for a while.Irene explained, "I saw Layla Gooding's photo on your desk, and she looked just like Stephen Carr's photo of a special patient. Luckily, I have Stephen's trust, and I managed to make contact with her. My guess was that you're investigating her, so I wanted to help you and find out what's her deal."Isaac's gaze softened right then. She had insisted on coming to the hospital to investigate Layla—she was helping him in secret without him knowing. Reaching out to take her dainty hand in his, he gave it a squeeze and said, "Thank you."He had actually misunderstood that she was so obsessed with work she could ignore Tommy's illness—but it was not entirely the case.Irene smiled. "We're married—you don't have to thank me. Also, there's not much to worry about, since your mother's memories would return once that thing in her brain is taken out. She'll definitely remember you… also, I was going to tell you tonight