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...

around then and

was downstairs, sitting beside a

leave to buy anything to

to visit Ricky, since she could not do it

that she had returned again, she really ought to

see that just a dozen minutes had passed. She waited a little longer, intending to return in around half an hour. However, she had just entered when she saw Zachary

a bag. "Jean's

for her,” Zachary said and left

at him for

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

"Yeah," Lulu murmured softly.

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

nothing—dragging her feet would not hurt more, and she had no time to

It's not safe here," she

outside with the bag, Zachary had already gone quite

called out to

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

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