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?"

Zachary mentioning it endlessly-did she

be careful because I don't want

chest as if to hold back her frustration. "I was punished for my mistake, and there will be extensive scars left on me even after I recover. Your father had always been cold to me, so it's not like this would help matters-he wouldn't

that he was prone to anger because of his foul mood, and

however. "You can eat with her now. No need to wait for

told you to keep your diet bland, didn't he? Just ask the servants

out, looking out at the dining area

a care like

walked over and sat by her side and put more food on her plate.’

did not see him put the food in her

quietly but said nothing, and they returned

with his arms folded before his chest, Zachary

previously, but things were different now -he was paranoid about

he thought about it, the more he realized that he must give her a

for her to abandon her hatred for his mother and

the instant that thought crossed