Chapter 387
Irene turned toward the door to find Mick glaring at her with crimson eyes–Layla, who was standing beside him, was
stunned by his reaction too.
“Mick…”
Layla put an arm around Mick’s, and he suddenly realized that he was overagitated- Layla was still with him.
However, Irene could see that he was panicking.
Why? What was he trying to hide?
Layla asked mildly, “What got you upset, Mick?”
“No, I just misheard,” Mick quickly tried to assure her. “Did I scare you?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLayla shook her head. “I’m fine, but you don’t look too good.”
“I’m just thirsty. Could you get me something?” Mick said.
“Okay,” Layla replied.
Having diverted her away with ease, Mick turned to level a vicious glare at Irene.” You’re Isaac Jefferson’s wife?”
Irene took a step back, and kept a hand on Stephen’s desk to keep her balance. “Yes.”
Mick narrowed his eyes and started to approach her, but Stephen quickly stepped in
between them. “Calm down, Mick.”
Mick simply shoved him away. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you?”
Stephen’s face fell in disappointment right then. “How many years have we known each other, Mick? Don’t you
trust me at all? Everyone would know by now if I never kept your secret.”
Mick realized that he was out of line just then, and actually looked flustered. “I’m sorry…”
“I didn’t know that she’s been married since she’s young, and to Isaac Jefferson at that,” Stephen explained then.
“Maybe this is destiny. I did that operation on Yvaine Lynd, and now her daughter–in–law has become my
apprentice…”
“Stop!” Mick cut him short.
Stephen actually felt that Mick was getting unreasonable just then, and tried to talk
him out of it, “Even if both myself and Irene kept quiet, there’s no hiding this. If we don’t take it out of Layla’s head,
she’s going to die–she can’t bear the stress after two surgeries. Yes, she might slowly remember after it’s removed,
but she would’ve eventually found out anyway. There’s no way you can hide it…”
Mick turned toward Irene with red eyes then. “Then she must not tell Isaac Jefferson.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFor him, being able to hide it for another day was just fine.
Even if Layla would one day remember everything and hate him for it, he was willing to accept it–but the truth must
not come to light just yet.
Murderous intent fueled him, and he growled, “You’re a doctor, Stephen. With both of us working together, we
won’t leave a trace–I’ll make sure you have all the fame and riches for the rest of your life even if we get caught.”
“Mick!” Stephen was stunned by his words, and quickly told Irene, “Leave us for now, Dr. Spencer.”
Right now, Mick was seeing red and was capable of anything.
“Don’t even think about it,” Mick simply moved up, blocking the way to the door and shutting it.
On the other hand, Irene had a general idea now after hearing so much.
Stephen and Mick were good friends, and Stephen had agreed to surgically implant something that affected Layla’s
memories in her brain.
While Layla was under the impression that she had undergone a surgery, the truth was that she had two–and it
would be the third if they were to operate on her again now.