The Runaway Groom

Judging from the bottles left strewn around the floor, Zachary must have been drinking last night.

"Why is he drinking?" Lulu muttered—it was fine since he was an adult, but what if the smell made Luna uncomfortable?

"Baby..."

She became worried as she remembered her baby and hurried into her room.

There were toys everywhere and decorations such as wind chimes— Zachary had clearly made an effort decorating it!

Still, Lulu frowned and plucked down the wind chimes that rattled occasionally, since it would bother Luna sleeping.

Seemingly sensing her from the cradle, Luna opened her eyes and started to sob.

Lulu's heart felt like it could break at her cry! "It's alright, it's alright... Mommy—no, nanny's here!"

She corrected herself and did not call herself mommy, since Zachary was prudent enough to set up cameras around the room.

and babysit Luna

exceedingly intimate as

with one hand and

into

was exactly that, even

the only way Zachary could care for Luna. "Baby formula..." Lulu murmured as she returned to the living room, and found the can of baby formula sat in the middle

then handily made the formula while holding Luna with her other

training proved useful after she did the same routine countless

she said when she was

be hungry, too—once the bottle nipple was close

her heart turning soft as she looked at Luna's pinkish little

late. I won't be

baby simply blinked and stared at her as she kept drinking her formula milk,

need sleep the most, as they would grow and be healthier