The Runaway Groom
Chapter 467

Chapter 467

James quickly explained, “This is Dr. Jane Tanner. She's a doctor here.1

Even so, Isaac was staring at Irene with sharp eyes that could well pierce her face mask to see underneath...

She was a doctor.

So, why did she flinch?

And what was that disguise for?

A face mask and a scarf?

Nonetheless, Irene feigned composure while thickening her Minerverse accent to further disguise that she was no Zidonian. "I'm Dr. Jane Tanner- you can call me anything you want, but the issue here is your insomnia. It is already affecting your overall health, so you must cooperate with treatment.”

Isaac, however, pushed off his blanket and started toward her, his presence more menacing the closer he got.

Irene's hands clenched her side as she braced herself. "Please, you have to lie down... Oof!"

Before she could finish, Isaac had pulled off her face mask.

She quickly clasped her hands over her cheeks while panic showed in her eyes, but Isaac was already left stunned.

All he could think about was how ugly she was-speckled cheeks, cobalt- blue eyes, lipstick smudged beyond her lips, fake eyelashes as thick as fur, and a large mole over her nose, with a hair growing out of it!

He noticed the tattoos on her body, too...

He actually took a step back just then-he did just see the ugliest woman in his life!

He finally understood why she was covering herself in layers!

James, who had been standing nearby, almost threw up when he saw Irene unmasked.

Wow-how could there be such a disgusting woman?!

Irene could clearly see the disdain in Isaac's eyes, and naturally took it to the next level by making herself unforgettable.

She took off her cap, revealing her dry blonde perms which lacked luster and looked just like a bird's nest, flapping against the wind... Turning toward James, Isaac growled, "Get me another doctor.” James certainly could see why. "Right away-"

"Sir, you're judging a book by its cover," Irene said as she put her cap and mask back on. "My ability has never been called into question, and since I'm also pregnant, the hospital will side with me. They are not going to budge.”

James finally stared at her belly just then, and wondered which brave soul could have tapped that, even allowing her to keep the baby.

The horror... What if their child was just like her? Their life would be ruined!

Irene simply ignored their looks of repulsion.

Her disguise was effective-she was certainly satisfied.

"There are two treatments that I will recommend. The first is hydrotherapy -basically medicinal baths and massages. The second is shock therapy, but this one is applied by pumping low voltage currents through your head to adjust your cerebral cortex activity. It helps to curb insomnia, depression, and even paranoia...”

"Save it. The first sounds much safer," James said.

The second was almost horrific. Would Isaac's head really be fine if they keep putting it through the grinder?

James had no idea, and it was better to be safe than sorry.

"I think the safer option is better, sir." James tried his best to reason. "We would be making return trips with the second option-it's going to be very inconvenient.”

Irene turned toward Isaac. "So? Which is it going to be?"

"The first option," James answered impatiently.

Isaac gave him a look but did not say no.

Irene wrote it down and said, "Alright. Maintain this routine everyday, and adjust it accordingly depending on the results. You may be discharged now -just finish the paperwork and you will be free to go.” With that, she left. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

James then walked up to Isaac and whispered, "What if her skill is as bad as her face?"

"Don't judge a book by its cover," Isaac told him. "Now get me discharged."

James did so, and after he was done and they headed for the entrance, someone got in their way!

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