The Runaway Groom
Chapter 281

Chapter 281

Irene wanted to build her career steadily, and Isaac chuckled.

“Alright, if that's what you want... but,” he said, his tone changing sharply, “Come to me directly if you feel doubtful again. Don't bottle it in and stress yourself out.”

“Yeah, I should've trusted you,” Irene murmured softly-this was certainly her own shortcoming, because she should not have doubted him over nothing!

If Isaac never noticed and she kept acting suspicious, their relationship definitely would have been affected-since they had just started, they did not hold absolute faith in each other yet. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Picking up a piece of pie and holding it inches from her lips, he said, “Try this. It's good.”

Irene felt a sliver of embarrassment, but ate it eventually. The crunchy crust and the sweetness of the filling unfurled in her mouth, and she held a hand over her mouth as she said, “It's good.”

She then picked up another slice, and Isaac watched as she stuffed her cheeks like a hamster. Unable to resist smiling in amusement, he picked up a napkin and wiped some crumbs off the corner of her lips. “Slow down. No one is taking it from you.”

Irene finished the slice in a few chomps before picking up another slice which she held near his lips. “I'm not that greedy.”

Isaac grinned, happy that she was feeding him, and not because of the food.

After they ate, Irene said, “I'm heading to the hospital. I'm worried Ricky would think that you really killed Samantha and tried to hurt you, and I don't want him to do anything stupid either. I'm hoping that he can really become family now.”

She was certainly worried that Ricky would run astray.

“Okay,” Isaac replied. “I'll have Jimmy drive you,”

Sheryl had already helped Ricky get discharged from the hospital by the time Irene arrived, and they were packing his belongings in his ward before heading home.

Seeing that, Irene asked, “You're leaving this early? Your arm still isn’t better yet.”

“The doctor told me that I can, and all I do is lie around here.” Ricky smiled. “Getting to stand and walk is so much better, and I'm still keeping the tourniquet on anyway. You're a doctor too, aren't you? I can count on you if anything comes up at home, right?”

He looked like he was in a much better mood, as if nothing had happened before.

“Broken bones aren't my specialty,” Irene said, staring at him for a while before adding, " Still, if the doctor says that you can leave, you must be fine.”

In fact, she thought that it was good that Ricky was getting discharged. Being left alone in a room would make his mind wander.

Since Jimmy was with Irene, they conveniently had a way to return to Spencer Mansion.

Sheryl told Irene to call Isaac over for lunch, but Irene quickly refused, since he must be busy at the moment.

“Next time, Mom.”

Sheryl knew that Isaac would not be free either, though for some reason, she admired everything about him ever since she accepted him.

Just like a fawning mother-in-law, she had an increased appreciation for him.

Meanwhile, Irene was watching as she retired to her room, and her expression turned solemn as she turned to Ricky. “Listen, Ricky. Isaac has no grievance against you, and he has even less reason to hurt your mother. Please don't listen to the people who are trying to deceive you.” “What are you talking about, sis? What does it have to do with Isaac?” Ricky quickly cut her short. “I'm not suspecting anything.”

Irene was skeptical. “Really?”

“Yeah. Oh, that reminds me,” Ricky said, and headed to the study before returning with an invitation. “Here’s an invitation to a medical forum. I thought you'd be interested.”

Irene took it, her eyes twinkling. “Where did you get it?"

Ricky averted his eyes. “I overheard someone talking about it at the hospital, so I pulled some strings.”

Irene clapped him on the shoulder.

“Oh, you shouldn't have... Hold on!" she suddenly cried out.

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