The Runaway Groom

There was a twinkle in Stan's eyes, but he did not agree to it right away. "I'll call her and speak to her about it... Or should I give you her number and let you ask?"

"Sure," Zachary replied. "I can get in touch to see if she's suitable.” "Okay," Stan whipped out his phone and sent him the number, and Zachary's phone vibrated on the dashboard.

Zachary took Stan to dinner later to celebrate his return—it was just the two of them, and they drank a lot.

“Now that I'm back, it feels like you're acting weird..." Stan said seemingly nonchalantly, twirling his glass.

"Really?" Zachary chuckled coolly but did not press the issue and raised his glass. "Perhaps!"

"Congratulations. You get to come back even though you're always busy!" Stan raised his glass in turn.

However, Zachary suddenly mentioned Lulu while they clinked glasses. "How's your cousin related to you?"

"What cousin?" Stan was confused, though he realized with a start before Zachary spoke.

distant relative living abroad, but she

his throat in fear of causing a misunderstanding. "Actually, I'm not that close with her. She only called me because she wanted me to bring her back. Moreover, I don't know what she has

shook his head before he could finish. "No,

for Zachary to be cautious with his baby. “Yes, you shouldn't get careless

just then as Zachary rubbed his

there to envy about me? I'm just single and have a bit more

Freedom!

Such an enviable word.

clinked glasses again, Zachary appeared

“Let's get you a cab. I heard the inspections are strict lately—you

"It's fine!"

whipped out his phone anyway... only to pause as he stared at the empty

the phone back in his pocket. "Can you really go home?

needed with friends as close