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Chapter 745
Dennis Turner was just alighting and heading to his apartment. "What are you doing here?"
"Mr. Turner," Irene greeted him in return as she walked upto him.
"Is there a problem?" he asked.
Irene nodded.
"Alright, let's talk at my place. You can eat with us tonight," he said.
"No, we should keep this outside. And somewhere quiet," Irene said in refusal.
Dennis stared at her for a moment, noticing that she looked like she had something important to say.
"Alright. There's this restaurant nearby, and I often go there since the pasta is good. It's my treat."
With that, he started to walk, while Irene followed. "I shall take you up on your offer."
"Of course," Dennis said with a chuckle. "You don't have to hold back with me."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe restaurant was beneath one of the apartment blocks, and they reached it in a couple of minutes.
It was no luxury establishment, but everything inside was squeaky clean.
Dennis ordered two pastas along with other side dishes.
"Why don't you tell me what it is?" he asked while they waited for food to be served.
Irene took the diagnosis report from her bag and handed it to him. "You left this in your office. I saw it by chance, so
I'm returning it to you."
Dennis smiled when he took it and saw what it was. "I was afraid my family would see it, so I kept it in my office
inside some file no one would look at. I forgot where it was when I packed my things, so I thought I lost it... but I
actually didn't."
Irene held his gaze. "Is this why you're in a hurry to retire?"
Dennis seemed at peace. "More or less. I was worried that Hotmesh Research would be a mess if I suddenly died
without setting things straight. I won't rest in peace that way. N
Irene felt her chest tighten at the mention of death-being unable to help a patient was the worst feeling for a
medical professional.
Still, Dennis patted her hand.
"Come on, I'm still looking good, aren't I? I'm fine, so don't get upset over me. I was the director of a research
center at the forefront of heart diseases, but even I am helpless against this. Could you imagine how much worse it
would be for the average Joe? How desperate and helpless they'd be? So don’t worry about me-just focus on your
research, and it's the best thing you can do for me. I'll be resting in
peace when my time is up."
The pasta was served just then and he said, "Let's eat. Food tastes better while it's hot."
Irene watched him then, realizing that she should not get melancholic when Dennis was being so optimistic.
As a child, Irene dreamed of becoming a fine doctor who saved people, as well as of contributing to the nation's
medical field.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut Dennis was right, and what she could do was to not let him down.
After she had a forkful, Dennis asked, "Is it good?"
Irene nodded. "Yeah."
She had been worried before she met Dennis, but cheered up after she did.
Before she left after dinner, Dennis told her, "Don’t tell anyone."
He did not want to trouble others, and he certainly did not need their anxiety or sympathy.
Irene nodded, understanding where he was coming from.
After Irene returned to her car, she did not head straight home, and instead headed to a mall.
It has been a while since she went home early, and she wanted to get some fruits.
The mall was crowded, with parents bringing their children out to shop, and she realized that she and Isaac never
brought their sons out to shop like them.
She walked past a children's boutique and remembered how she did not care much about her children even after
becoming a mother-lsaac would send his people to get everything they needed.
Standing at the storefront, she thought that she really was the worst mother in the world.
It was simply difficult juggling work and family, and she had to prioritize one.
She entered the store, and then...
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