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.

not going to stay and babysit Luna if he

Luna, feeling exceedingly intimate as she

you hungry?" she asked, holding the baby with one

great insight into baby products and knew what was top of

there was exactly that, even

was probably about the only way Zachary could care for Luna. "Baby formula..." Lulu murmured as she returned to the living room, and found the can of

while holding Luna with her other

useful after she did the same routine countless times, and she could now do it

when she was done and

be hungry, too—once the bottle nipple was close enough, she was already biting down

soft as she looked

for being late. I won't be next

her as she kept drinking her formula

Babies need sleep the most,