The Runaway Groom

"That's more than what I was paid abroad. Don't worry, I'll take good care of your child!"

Zachary asked for a pen from the waiter, and after they both signed it, Zachary offered a handshake. "I look forward to working with you!" Lulu did not hesitate to shake it—she was just a step away from seeing her baby again!

On the other hand, Zachary's heart skipped a beat as their hands touched, but he said nothing.

"Oh, by the way..."

Zachary suddenly remembered something as he packed up. "I named my child earlier, but I'm not satisfied with it. Could I ask for a suggestion since you'd be more knowledgeable?"

Lulu did a double take.

she could not say anything against Zachary renaming the baby—it was fortunate that she was young, and her ties to the past would be

hesitate and shook her head. "I'm just going to take care of your child, sir. You should decide on your child's name yourself... though I

gaze remained calm even as he felt butterflies in

goddess of the moon, often depicted driving a chariot by herself. I'm sure you'd like your daughter to grow up to be strong and independent too, Mr. Slate!" Lulu could not resist elaborating— “Jean’ was a good name too, but if Zachary did not want that name, she

Zachary repeated the name as if to taste it, and he eventually turned back

ahead into the distance as he added, "It seems like you're into literature... I'd

spoken too much.” "So... When can you start work?" Zachary asked, frowning after some thought. "Erma, the maid I mentioned

go right now." Lulu nodded. “I have nothing much to

happy

headed to the basement parking lot, though Lulu