The Runaway Groom

Zachary was definitely a good father to Luna, and Lulu nodded in the knowledge that he was doing this for the child. "Your daughter is lucky to have you."

Zachary flashed a begrudging smile and looked up at the wall clock to find that it was already 1 AM. "Oh, it's late..."

“You should stay with your baby," Lulu said. "Someone must stay with her at all times, since there's a chance she might wake up. Also, I have things to pack from my place—I'll move most of my belongings over to your house by tomorrow."

Zachary nodded and hesitated for a while before asking, "Do you need a ride?"

“It's fine—there's no reason to give me one." Lulu waved him off as if it was only natural. “I'm not staying that far from here."

With that, she started to turn to leave, not willing to let him find out where she lived!

would suspect

on the wall home, she leaned against the window,

for her to be reunited with her child, and to see her suffering so much again when she did, her heart felt as if it

as she stared outside at the quickly disappearing view as the taxi

Irene was at home, patting her cheeks to have her cheeks absorb the moisturizing essences she had just applied. Her face had been feeling dry and needed

their bed and readying a document, but he quickly put

about to ask, Irene grumbled, "It's used

a brow. "Used up? Let's

get it myself." With that, Isaac said nothing and returned

turned silent again, safe for Irene patting her cheeks. Skincare was certainly a troublesome process. Applying the layers of milk, moisturizer, and essence must have taken half a day, but that was the only