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The Runaway Groom Chapter 884
Yolanda got up and walked to Irene’s side just then, pouring her a glass of beer while asking, “Why aren’t you
saying anything, Director Spencer? Is there something you can’t say?”
Irene picked up the glass of grape juice nearby, saying, “I can’t drink. I have to stick with juices…”
However Yolanda put a hand over hers, and spoke a little drunkenly, “You’re leaving soon. Can’t you spill your guts
to us a little? Or maybe we’re not worth that much…”
“What are you talking about?” Irene frowned, and looked around the table. “In my mind, everyone here is noble,
because you all put in quiet sacrifices for the nation’s medical field.”
“In that case, why don’t you come clean with us in these last moments you share with us?” Yolanda said as she
passed her the beer. “Let’s all just speak our minds today, instead of getting all tight-lipped.”
As everyone watched, Irene took the beer since she really could not turn Yolanda down.
Yolanda then called for a toast, “To fate, for bringing us together.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEveryone got on their feet and clinked glasses.
Even Irene had no choice given the situation—even though she really was not supposed to drink.
Still, the alcohol really burned, and she had to put food in her mouth to ease it.
Then, Finn said, “A toast from me, Director Spencer.”
Irene was speechless. “Look, Finn, I—”
“Why? Have I fallen short of expectations?” Finn asked, cutting her short before she could think of an excuse, even
pressing further. “Or you’re just not willing to accept my toast?”
“No, you’ve done very well and helped me immensely. I’m grateful,” Irene said just then.
She could not reject Finn, so she had to drink again.
However, after Finn’s example, everyone began to toast her consecutively.
Whenever she tried to turn them down, they would say, “You already accepted Finn’s toast. Why not us? What is
this partial treatment?”
Irene could not say anything against that, and eventually drank so much her head was in a daze, although she was
just taking tiny sips with each toast.
“Will you miss us after you leave, Director Spencer?” Yolanda said, putting an arm over Irene’s shoulder just then.
Irene nodded. “Yeah…”
“We’d rather you never left.”
As Irene looked up, she was clearly drunk—her eyes seemed unfocused, and she was having double vision. “Family
is very important to me… My children, my husband… I have a responsibility.”
And with that, her head fell onto the table.
Finn quickly headed outside to call for Eagle, telling him that Irene was drunk.
Eagle was carrying Irene into the car when she suddenly retched miserably. “Bleurgh…”
She obviously wanted to vomit, so Eagle quickly carried her out.
Leaving her crouching by the road while he told Finn to get a glass of water, Eagle even asked disapprovingly, “How
could you all make her drink so much?”
“Lots of people were there. We got a little too enthusiastic,” Finn replied.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Here, ma’am. You should gargle,” Eagle said, opening the bottle for her.
Irene took it but drank from it twice instead of gargling.
With that, Eagle carried her back to the car and whipped out his phone to call Isaac.
“Hello?”
“Mr. Jefferson, Mrs. Jefferson is drunk. I’m taking her home now.”
“Okay.”
With that, Eagle started the car and drove.
Soon, they reached home, and Isaac’s car just drove inside as well.
He alighted and walked up to their car as soon as he parked his, and Eagle opened the door for him.
As Isaac looked inside at the drunken woman, he arched his back to carry her.
“Why would you drink when you know you can’t?” he asked, before turning to Eagle. “Who was she drinking with?”
“The staff at the research center were having some sort of dinner,” Eagle replied.
Irene was still in a daze, but when she saw Isaac, she threw herself into his arms while sobbing, “I’m sorry… I’m so
sorry, Isaac…”
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