The Runaway Groom
Chapter 545

Chapter 545

Isaac leaned in and gathered Irene tightly in his arms. "Let's go homewhen you're better, Irene. Tommy is waiting."

Irene was taken aback even as an ominous feeling seized her.

“Why are you being evasive?" she rasped.

Isaac simply could not bring himself to tell her that their child was lost,and he was perfectly aware that she would feel even more miserablethan he did.

After all, it grew inside her body...

'L-Look, I know things looked bad, but I'm already eight months in. Thechild could have survived even if it came prematurely!"

Her voice was choking with tears even as she tried to keep it together.You can't tell me that we lost our child... I won't believe you!"

I don't believe it either..." Isaac whispered even as he brushed hischeek against hers.

There was wetness over their skin, but there was no telling whose tearsit was.

Nonetheless, Isaac had said enough-their child was gone, and Irene'sbody trembled with agitation while her face turned pale.

“You said you wanted a daughter, and I hoped so too... She came whileI was focused on my career, and we had Tommy already. Even so, Iaccepted her, and loved her..."

Her lips trembled as her voice broke.

"Urgh..." She suddenly felt a warmness over her groin.

"What's wrong?" Isaac could tell that something was off, but he couldnot see the blood beneath her blanket.

in the basement..."

Isaac's eyes were red as he squeezed her hand. "I remember. I wasfurious, thinking that you tried to run away from me."

Irene pursed her lips. "After surviving that, I was able to survive this...Our child has to be as strong as me. So I won't believe anything else-Iknow that she's fine. Do you get it?"

Isaac held her hand and kissed it firmly. "Yes."

The doctor entered just then and asked, "Is there a problem?"

Isaac rose to his feet right then. Releasing Irene's hand, he lifted theblanket and immediately saw the blood!

As he slowly lifted the rest, he saw that there was a pool of red beneathher, drenching the sheets!

"Postpartum hemorrhage. Prep the patient for surgery, stat.”

The hospital staff promptly wheeled Irene to the operating room,leaving Isaac standing.

The bloody sight seemed to stick before his eyes, and Irene lay fraillywithin that pool of crimson, barely breathing...

As if she would leave him at any moment!

No way! She would be fine!

Or he would fall apart!

"Irene!" he cried as he dashed out of the ward, lunging to her side tohold her again. "Stay with me, please?"

Irene smiled despite much difficulty. “I will. I'm fine..."

"Calm down-please don't get in the way. Any minute of delay is puttingher at risk."

The medical staff quickly pried Isaac away from Irene, and he could only watch as she was wheeledInto the operating room again.

There was no telling the outcome.

He could stop breathing just then.

She kept toeing the line between life and death, while he could not do anything!

He punched the wall in impotent rage!

He had always been high and mighty, and he would never hang his head because that was the look ofa loser.

But he was doing just that.