The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 951

Irene grunted dully in pain, her fingernails almost digging into Isaac's arm right then!

"Umph!"

Isaac knew that she was hurting a lot, but words of comfort seemed to be pointless just then.

Even as he caressed Irene's cheek, he told Zachary, "Hurry."

Zachary was certainly working as first as he could and was in full concentration as he tried to extract the bullet.

Fortunately, he could see the entire bullet clearly without any equipment and easily took it out!

However, Irene's started to bleed even more freely after he did, and he promptly pressed hemostatic powder over her wound.

Irene was almost passing out, and she was sweating so much it was as if she had just taken a shower!

Zachary then poked his head out to yell at Stan, "Let's go!"

Stan got in and asked, "Is it done? Did you take the bullet out?"

"Yeah," Zachary replied, while Stan started to car and they resumed their journey.

They were not far from Franconia—a little more road past this town, and they would reach the Dunesian border.

"Rest for now," Zachary told Irene, but she was lying limply in Isaac's arms, no longer having the strength or spirit to respond.

"Sleep," Isaac told her then, and she snuggled against his chest, her eyes closed and her lips pale as a sheet.

There was no telling how long had passed when they finally crossed the Dunesian border and arrived at Franconia.

They were much safer now—whoever that gang was, they would not dare to shoot at them out in the open at Franconia!

Still, they were not relaxing just yet, nor did they return to the castle.

If the gang easily found them in Vos before, they might still be tracking them even now.

As such, they changed vehicles and took a detour, ensuring that they were not being followed before finally heading back to the castle.

While everyone alighted, Zachary walked up to Isaac and said, "I'll carry her."

"No," Isaac growled, and he stubbornly scooped Irene up in his arms while Zachary led the way.

Still, Zachary could not help arguing, "How could you be so petty? You're hurt and you can't see, while I'm just trying to help. I'm not getting any funny ideas with Irene either."

"She's still mine, and I have hands," Isaac retorted. "I'm only blind, not crippled."

Zachary realized he might have misspoken just then and apologized. "Sorry. I didn't mean it."