The Runaway Groom

Chapter 687

Zachary glowered. “Are you saying that we're already dead?"

Mrs. Slate scowled, her fingers clenching on the handles of her wheelchair. ‘I was hurt, but I came back on a wheelchair because I had to. I'm worried she'd hurt you-"

"If she does kill me, I deserve it. Consider that I'm paying your debt.”

With that, he reached for the door handle, but suddenly paused and turned around to his mother again. "Don't mention anything, and pretend you know nothing about the fire."

After all, he knew very well that Lulu would just leave him if she could not have her revenge, and he wanted to keep her at his side even if she was doing it out of spite.

"If she leaves me again because of you, I'll never forgive you!"

"Fine, I'll even treat her like my daughter," Mrs. Slate quickly replied. But you have to be wary of her-I don't want you to get hurt.”

Zachary sneered. "You don’t want me to get hurt while you hurt others?"

Mrs. Slate had no comeback for that. "Look, I know I've made mistakes, but I’ve done it. What do you want from me? To send me to jail?"

like Zachary mentioning it endlessly-did she not have her

to be careful because I don't want

even after I recover. Your father had always been cold to me, so it's not like this would help matters-he wouldn't even want to look at me a second longer now! But have I complained about or spited Lulu Adams for this? No, because I know I deserved that after what I did, or are you saying

to anger because of his foul mood, and now

Slate was still huffing, however. "You can eat with her now. No

you to keep your

that, he opened the door and strode out, looking out at

sitting there, eating alone without a care like an emotionless machine-cold and

and sat by her side and put more

continued eating, but simply pretended as if she did not see him put

quietly but said nothing, and they returned to

window with his arms folded before his chest, Zachary was

but things were different now -he was

about it, the more he realized that he

woman, a child was perhaps reason enough for her to abandon her hatred for his

himself the instant that thought crossed his