The Runaway Groom
Chapter 480

Chapter 480

Harvey never noticed that he was being tailed.

When he opened the door to Irene's apartment, James gaped when he saw the house number.

That was Jane Tanner's house!

What was Harvey doing here? Were they acquainted?

He was experienced enough to smell a rat!

Deciding to find out what was going on between them, James walked up and knocked on the door.

Irene was too tired to move, so Harvey answered it, and he frowned when he saw that it was James. "What are you doing here?’

James scoffed. "That's my question.”

As he spoke, his gaze darted towards 'Dr. Tanner’ who was sitting on the couch.

There was a chair opposite her, clearly Harvey's.

If they were strangers, they certainly would not be sitting together over dinner.

Irene trudged toward them despite her exhaustion. "He's my patient. May I ask why you're here?"

"Yeah, I'm Dr. Tanner's patient too," Harvey chimed. “I'm here to consult about my condition.”

James did not accept that explanation at all.

He did not try to expose them, however, and instead made a mental note to investigate it further.

He was certainly a sharp man.

'1 see.’ He smiled. "Well, I'm afraid that you can't consult her right now- Mr. Jefferson needs her too."

Turning toward Irene, he said, "Let's go, Dr. Tanner.”

Irene did not sleep well last night, and today had been toiling for her nerves, so she felt exhausted. "Mr. Jefferson doesn't need a medicated bath today, actually. He should wait until he recovers from his very sensitive skin before continuing his treatment.”

“What about the massage, then? He still has trouble sleeping-please make the trip, Dr. Tanner."

“Why are you being so annoying, James? She said he doesn't need treatment today, so stop forcing her!"

"No, she's a doctor and therefore has a duty to care for her patients. If she upsets Mr. Jefferson, he just needs to say the word and she'll be fired from Mead Clinic. Are you sure you can bear that consequence, Harvey?"

"Don't even start. The Raideens own Mead Clinic-"

“We're now one of the shareholders,” James said, cutting him short. Harvey was left speechless and wheeled on Irene. "When did that happen?!"

Irene was calm, as if she had known all along.

In the end, Isaac got involved with the fully artificial heart project!

'It's none of your business," James snorted.

Irene heaved a long sigh. Not keen on letting them continue arguing, she said, "Let's go."

"But-"

"You should leave, Mr. Gooding." Irene cut Harvey short before he could finish, so that he would not blurt out anything he should not.

"1 have an obligation to care for my patients.” She picked up a jacket, opting for a more normal fashion, though the funny makeup stayed on. As James studied her, Harvey started to follow them. "I'm staying at Olston Hotel too. We can go together.”

"1 have no intention of giving you a ride," James said.

Harvey was left speechless.

"You petty imp!" he snapped.

James simply ignored him and told Irene to get into his car, even as Harvey snorted. “It's not like I don't have a car!"

Isaac was sitting on the couch of his hotel room as he pondered a certain mystery.

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He simply could not fathom why-his insomnia only ever worsened after Irene's death, but he now showed signs of recovery.

The door then opened, and James entered with Irene.

“She's here, Mr. Jefferson," James said.

Isaac got up, glancing at Irene once before heading inside his bedroom, saying, "Come with me."

James tactfully left, while Irene followed Isaac inside.

Wanting to head home sooner to sleep, she said, "Please lie down, Mr. Jefferson.”

Isaac did not, but was instead studying her from head to toe without hiding it.

Irene felt uneasy from his stare.

"M-Mr. Jefferson? What-"

Suddenly, Isaac started to walk toward her...

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