The Runaway Groom

Zachary looked up at Lulu right then. "I'll raise Jean myself. I'll make the call whatever happens.”

In other words, he was telling her to not talk too much, especially about things he did not want to hear.

Jean was his flesh and blood—he would never let her suffer any grievance!

Also, why was Lulu presuming that he was getting married already? The thought never crossed his mind.

After all, what was the point of love when one thought about it, when all it brought was pain?

Now, he was finally over it and able to start anew.

Would he still get himself a woman who meddled with his life? No way! Physical needs were nothing but that—sentiment was unnecessary. Lulu certainly understood that she had no right to meddle after she entrusted Jean to his care.

She looked at Jean then, whose little lips were wiggling.

The baby was still so small, so soft.

She could not help being sad.

It was her hope and duty as a mother to watch her baby grow up.

But now...

and said, "You should

downstairs, sitting beside a flower

did not leave to buy anything to

reality, she was ready to visit Ricky,

that she had returned again, she

watch to see that just a dozen minutes had passed. She waited a little longer, intending to return

a bag.

it for her,”

for a moment

Lulu for a moment before hugging her without asking anything. "Zachary and I will stay at a hotel and

"Yeah," Lulu murmured softly.

"I'll text you which hotel we booked. You can

said nothing—dragging her feet would not hurt more, and she had no time to raise Jean in the future

visiting Ricky. It's not

the bag, Zachary had already

Irene called out to

carrying the bag. "I

you going to buy them right now? Do you even know which brand of formula milk is healthier? Do