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 the

her phone then, rolled up her sleeves, and headed to the kitchen—she

help, but Irene told her

to the kitchen as well, Erin said, “Brats don’t get to

her hand. “Please

a brat?”

blinked. “What’s

giggled while Erin was left

you laughing, Mommy?” Tommy asked blankly

your aunt,

in her arms

opened the fridge to find it filled with

and just

to frame Neil Turner as soon as

was discharged from

was frowning so hard his brows were

me dry, James. How could you do this to me too? Do I look so

clapped Stan on the shoulder. “Just take this one for me, brother. It’s for the sake

you’re just mocking me for not

at him. “Think?

gave James a

have to spend some time with her—I won’t have time for this,

“You’re all

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