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The Runaway Groom

Chapter 267
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Chapter 267

Ricky looked up at her and asked, “You’re early. You knew, didn’t you?”

“Yeah,” Irene admitted.

Ricky’s eyes were unfocused as he stared into the distance. “The cops were asking if I saw her, and if I knew

anything.”

Irene quietly listened, but she knew that someone got Samantha out of prison–she never could have escaped by

herself.

Not sure how to assure him, she said, “You need to take care of your health.”

Ricky suddenly turned towards her. “She just died last night… How did you know?”

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“I—”

Irene was about to say that Isaac told him, but quickly

changed, “I overheard the cops telling you.”

“Ah,” Ricky murmured, but he knew that she was lying.

Was she hiding something? Why? Because she knew that

Isaac killed her mother?

Beneath his blanket, Ricky’s hands balled into fists.

“My condolences,” Irene said quietly.

Ricky forced a smile. “I know. She’s never coming back…

By the way, was Isaac with you before midnight last night?”

Irene shook her head. “No, he’s busy with work.”

“I think I’m sleepy,” Ricky suddenly said.

Irene helped him pull up his blanket. “Okay. I’ll be right here with you.”

Ricky said nothing, but quietly closed his eyes.

Around eight in the morning, Sheryl arrived with Ricky’s breakfast.

Irene gestured for her to put the food aside, and pulled Sheryl outside without waking Ricky.

“Samantha’s dead.”

“What?!” Sheryl was bewildered.

“Keep it down, Mom. You’d wake Ricky–he must be feeling miserable right now.”

Still, Sheryl was confused. “Shouldn’t she be in prison? How did it happen?”

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The situation was not exactly clear, so Irene didn’t tell Sheryl much. “I don’t know. We’ll see what comes of the

investigation.”

Sheryl nodded.

“Please take care of Ricky over the next few days, and be mindful about his mood,” Irene told Sheryl.

“I know,” Sheryl replied. “I’ll take good care of him.”

Meanwhile, in the ward, Ricky did not actually fall asleep.

He was pretending because he did not want to talk to Irene or see her.

He had slipped out of the hospital last night, wanting to see Samantha, only to find an ice–cold corpse.

He whipped out his phone to once again review the video of the place where Smaantha died.

When he asked Irene if Isaac was with her, she told him that Isaac was busy with work.

And yet, he showed up there, where Samantha died.

Click!

Suddenly, the door opened.