The Runaway Groom
Chapter 871

Irene remained in Mrs. Watson's ward, waiting for the latter to wake up. Mrs. Watson slowly stirred after an hour.

Her condition was not serious, but it certainly hit out of the blue.

The surgery she had to take was not major, but it would leave her drained.

Irene got up and pulled her blanket over her shoulder just then, asking, "Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"

Mrs. Watson checked and soon decided that she felt fine aside from feeling lethargic.

“I'm alright.”

Irene smiled. "Good. As long as you're fine."

Looking at her just then, Mrs. Watson said, "Your mother won't be able to manage the whole mansion alone..."

As she spoke, she tried to get up, but Irene held her back, keeping her blanket in place. "Don't worry, and just rest. I can help out at home too, and I can get more help if I can't. Either way, you don't have to worry about home—just take your time to rest for now."

Mrs. Watson sighed. "How could I not worry? I can't stay here for so long..." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“You have to anyway," Irene told her. “You have to get better before you can help.”

As such, Mrs. Watson had no choice but to lie down. "Oh... I'm really getting old, getting sick out of the blue.”

“I've looked through your CT scans—you're fine," Irene assured her. "Just have to take your medicine. You have nothing to be afraid about.” “I'm not." Mrs. Watson smiled. "You should go home—someone has to stay there. I don't need anyone with me anyway."

However, there was no way Irene would not worry, not to mention that it was very late and she could not get a suitable care worker..

After much consideration, she called Finn Crowe, who quickly answered.

He somehow got the news of what was happening and asked as soon as he answered her call, "Director Spencer? The police are investigating New Suns Pharma at the moment. Does that mean you're in the clear?"

"Yeah," Irene replied. "Right now, I need a favor—"

"Sure. What is it?" Finn asked, cutting her short.

“It's personal,” Irene explained. "I'm not sure if you're alright with this..." "Well, you have to tell me for me to decide, director.”

Irene knows that it was inappropriate, but she was in a bind and there was no one else she could ask. "Someone close to me has fallen ill and she just had a minor surgery at the hospital. I can't leave her alone now, so could you come take care of her? I'll be back in the morning.” "Sure," Finn answered without hesitation.

"Thanks!"

Irene headed home only after Finn arrived at the hospital, and when Sheryl saw her, she asked, “Is Mrs. Watson alright?"

Irene nodded. "Yeah, she just needs a little rest for now."

Sheryl was also holding a towel and she was making Tommy's bed after bathing the boy.

Irene's baby then started crying and Sheryl hurried to his room while Irene headed to the kitchen.

It was still a mess, so she dropped to a crouch, picking up the shattered plates and throwing them into the trash can.

Everything else was put in the basin, and anything that did not fit was placed next to it.

After wiping the dining table and the floor, Irene put on an apron and did the dishes.

It was midnight when Isaac returned.

He headed over to the kitchen since the lights were still on, where he found Irene washing a plate.

Stacks of bowls and plates still stood beside the basin.

As he entered, he asked, "Why are you doing the dishes? And it's already this late."

Irene turned toward him and said, "Mrs. Watson was sick and I sent her to the hospital. My mom had to take care of the children, and I'm almost done here anyway. You can go to bed now."

“I'l help,” Isaac said as he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular arms.

“You're no help," Irene laughed. "Anyway, how's Zachary doing?"

Isaac was silent for a while. "He's quite tough. He's finally giving up this time."

Irene was slightly relieved at that.

Isaac started to reach for a plate just then and she nudged him with her elbow. “I'm going to be done soon—you'd just make things worse. Just take a shower and go to bed. I'm coming upstairs soon.”

“I'l have Stan hire two good maids to help around the house tomorrow," Isaac told her.

"Sure," Irene replied—there was too much to do without Mrs. Watson around.

Just as Isaac was about to step out of the kitchen, he remembered something and turned to ask, "Erin's not back yet, is she?"

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