The Runaway Groom

Zachary said, "That's right. You'd envy me for having a daughter while you don't."

Isaac chuckled. "For now. Who knows what happens when she gets older? On the other hand, my sons would still be mine."

Zachary was speechless.

What was that supposed to mean? That his daughter would not be his once she became an adult?

Hilarious! His Jean would always be his! How would she not be his daughter once she got older?

And yet, something suddenly occurred to him and he understood what Isaac meant and was left frowning!

"Isaac!" he cried, chasing after him. "Y-You'd better watch your sons! Tell them to stay away from my daughter!"

Irene gave Baby a pointed look and chuckled. “That's why you shouldn't get too smug or you'd lose your daughter.”

Zachary was speechless.

The thought that the daughter, with whom he would raise carefully, would grow up to be someone else's girlfriend or wife left him utterly frustrated.

Isaac's words were especially infuriating.

was that supposed to

likes of Isaac's sons! And no one was taking Jean away from

Zachary

was not bothered to argue with Zachary—how long had it only been, but

until she's as old

was left

No way!

in the future and certainly not end up

it, letting her marry one of Isaac's sons made sense. Isaac was rich, and neither him

and Baby would look more or less the same. Zachary could keep an eye on them while they grew up as well and pick the

daughter were to really marry one of Isaac's sons, the

certain perspective, he would have a daughter and half a son... which meant he would have stolen

was certainly

Isaac's side, Zachary said, "So, I was

from

askance. "That's my son. What

saw through him. "Anyone can read you like a book." Zachary was left speechless—was