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...

turned around then and said, "You should

was downstairs, sitting

to buy

ready to visit Ricky, since she could

that she had returned again, she

that just a dozen minutes had passed. She waited a little longer, intending to return in around half an

picked up a bag.

buy it for her,” Zachary said

at him for

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

"Yeah," Lulu murmured softly.

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

said nothing—dragging her feet would not hurt more, and she

hurry back after visiting Ricky. It's not safe here,"

the bag, Zachary had already gone quite

up!" Irene called out to

turned and frowned when he saw that she was carrying the bag. "I said I

so how are you going to buy them right now? Do you even know which brand of formula milk is healthier? Do you have the time to buy everything