The Runaway Groom

Chapter 442

Zachary demanded, "You're the one who got Lulu fired, aren't you?"

Ember could clearly hear his voice from upstairs!

Mrs. Slate scoffed. “You call that a job? And yes, I framed her for a mistake and got her fired. She was the one who humiliated us with those banners at your wedding, and her behavior will only escalate if I don't straighten her out."

Ember was naturally smug when she heard that-Mrs. Slate now hated Lulu to the bone, did she not?

"Do you have any evidence it was her?" Zachary snapped.

“Evidence? She admitted it herself!’ Mrs. Slate shot back, furious that Zachary was still thinking about Lulu. “You're married, Zahcary-you should be caring about Ember. Her family background matches ours, and she is the Lindts’ only daughter. It's not just an individual marriage, but a marriage between families! Don't you understand how lucky you are?"

Zachary had always known that his mother loved money and influence, and his father’s philandering ways left her suffering considerably.

That was why he gave in to her demands to break up with Lulu.

And yet, she was not stopping...

"I've already compromised on Lulu and even resigned as a doctor to marry Ember. Don't harass Lulu ever again after I did everything you told me to," Zachary told her just then

Slate said, since she knew better than to push her own son too

Ember was left clenching on the

still cared so much about

to do for Zachary to only think

your word, Mom, or you're going to make me appear less

did Lulu come to you? Did she say that you're not a

helplessness and misery. "Don't worry,

she is?!" Mrs. Slate snapped, eternally convinced that it was Lulu who did not deserve her son. "She's a

has a purpose, Mom. Without law enforcement to keep the peace, your money would have been taken away, whether by kidnapping or even blackmailing. You're only leading a stable, peaceful life because of those who do

you saying? That I would be

stayed quiet and turned to leave, because he did not

huffed. "Go upstairs and check on Ember. You're

puppet devoid of emotion. "Aren't you going to drug me again? So that I'll

Slate glowered.

although there was no

entered the bedroom, Ember, who was sitting on the bed, quickly

something wrong, Zachary? You don't look

his head. "I'm

long face?" Ember pointed out, and went up to pull him along to the bed. “Here, sit. Let me

so, and she knelt behind him to massage his shoulders. "I should learn