The Runaway Groom Chapter 877

“What?!” Irene exclaimed in shock.

“It’s just drunk-driving—it’s not that big of a deal,” Zachary quickly explained. “I’m basically fine. They’re just telling me to have my family get me, but my mom won’t come for me since it’s been a while since I’ve been home. That’s why I have to call you.”

In fact, Mrs. Slate was used to him not going home for up to half a month.

“Should I tell your mom?” Irene asked.

“Nope,” Zachary replied.

That left Irene musing. “Was it about last night?”

“Yeah.”

Irene was left frowning. “Isaac was just saying that you’d tough it out. Why would you try drinking your sorrows away?”

“It was just a few glasses.”

Irene was speechless—a few glasses, and he ended up getting arrested?

“What can I do for you?”

“Nothing. Anyway, time’s up. I have to hang up now.”

And with that, the call was cut off.

“Haha…”

laughing and rolling around on

her sleeves, and headed to

as well, offering to help, but Irene told her to play

well, Erin said,

Tommy tugged on her hand. “Please play

a

“What’s a

giggled while Erin was

you laughing, Mommy?” Tommy asked blankly

laughing at your aunt, not

in her arms then and explained what a

the fridge to find it filled with

did not know that many recipes, however, and

was told to frame Neil Turner as soon as he

was discharged from the

so hard

Jefferson squeezing me dry, James. How could you do this

this one for

speechless. “I think you’re just mocking me for not

look at him. “Think?

Stan gave James a

“Erin’s not here for long. I have to spend some time with her—I won’t have time for this, so just pretend

coolly. “You’re all hoes

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