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.

relative

number, didn't 1? Just call her.” Zachary stayed silent, and Stan cleared 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 in mind or if there's work she wants. If she

could

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

just then as Zachary rubbed his forehead. "Sometimes, I really

Stan raised a brow. "What's there to envy about me? I'm just single and have a bit more freedom,

Freedom!

Such an enviable word.

glasses again, Zachary appeared a little

a cab. I heard the inspections

"It's fine!"

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

long had passed when he nonchalantly slipped the phone back in

needed with friends as close