The Runaway Groom
Chapter 987

James shook his head. "No, it doesn't."

“You're lying," Erin snapped. Her heart could break just then.

Irene was a doctor, but she could not help much there.

They had already sent James to the hospital for treatment and checkup, and he just needed time to recover.

"Come on in," Irene urged Erin again.

James was still standing outside and talking to everyone when he could take the time to rest! Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Erin nodded and gingerly helped James walk, though he felt reluctant but had no choice either, since she was really caring.

He was just a little not used to Erin treating him like a child, but she was hurt in her heart to notice James was uncomfortable.

After they got in their room, Erin had him get in bed.

He tried to make her sit, but she shook her head. "Just lie down and wait. I'm going to cook something for you in the kitchen, and get some ribs to make soup with—"

"Erin," he said, cutting her short.

He looked at her eyes, and seeing genuine concern as well as worry, he ultimately decided against being harsh and asked, "Why ribs? I prefer fish."

“Your bones were hurt, and they say that you recover the parts you eat,” Erin said, blinking.

James was speechless, but had no argument there and nodded as he watched her naive expression. “Yeah. I'll make sure to have more." Erin, however, saw that he was not lying down. "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Can't right now," James replied.

"Do it anyway," she said with a demanding edge in her voice.

James was speechless, but he lay down tamely while Erin tucked him in.

Her gaze lingered on his face then—at the gruesome scars that left one flinching.

She gingerly touched it. "How did you hold out? This must hurt so much..."

James held her wrist and looked at her tenderly. “It's in the past now. Don't worry."

Erin nodded—it was fortunate that they brought him back.

She still remembered that Isaac went through meeting after meeting to save James, but fortunately, he had enough influence and help to find and rescue James.

She had not the faintest idea what favors he called to have James saved, especially since the gang that abducted James was based in a gray area. They were heavily involved in the black market and were armed and dangerous as well—they would really go all out in a direct confrontation.

She still remembered how James had been when they first got him back, having bled profusely with dried blood caking his cheek and neck. The gashes were so deep, fresh blood was trickling over the edge.

His arm and legs had also been crushed to different extent too!

"Go get the ribs!" James told Erin then—she would just feel miserable looking at him, and it would be better if she did not.

Erin thought he wanted to eat, and she smiled. "I'll go right now."

She tucked him under this blanket again, worried that he would catch a cold even though the climate was not cold at all.

She was just that excessively worried about James that she was so antsy.

She tried looking for Zachary, but told he was not around, while Stan returned to the office.

She was not used to this place nor knew where to get food ingredients, so she went looking for Irene.

Standing outside Irene's bedroom, she knocked on her door and asked, "Are you in there, Irene?"

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