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The Runaway Groom

Chapter 407
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Chapter 407

“Lulu was staying with us a while ago, wasn’t she? I sensed that Ricky became infatuated with Lulu after that.”

Sheryl was quite experienced herself, and had seen through Ricky’s thoughts for a while now.

And after what she said, Irene started to look at Ricky differently, while the boy did not sense the women’s looks as

he called Lulu.

Soon, his call was answered.

“Lulu? It’s me.”

On the other end, Lulu smiled as she asked, “Hey. Have you reached home already?”

“Yeah, I had something to ask,” Ricky said, but paused for a moment. “Wait, hold that thought.”

Covering the receiver, he turned toward Irene and asked, “When’s Zachary Slate getting married?”

“In two days,” Irene said.

With that, Ricky returned to the call, “In two days, please come over first thing in the morning.”

Lulu said, “I’m busy.”

“Actually, this is something important and I need your help. Just this once, and I won’t bother you anymore. Pretty

please?”

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Lulu was still reluctant. “I’m really busy…”

Nonetheless, Ricky persisted, even humbling himself to do so. “Come on, Lulu, just say yes. Show some pity since I

just went over to visit you myself?”

Unable to say no, Lulu said, “Fine, but you have to promise me that you won’t act on a whim, and do something like

coming over at the drop of a hat.”

“Okay,” Ricky agreed to it chipperly, and hung up.

Irene then asked, “Why would you want her to come over?”

“Just telling her won’t have much impact. She must see it herself, that Zachary is at the altar with another woman–

it’s the only way to get her to give up on him.” Ricky said, and his idea certainly covered all fronts.

Still, Irene stared at him for a while, and asked the obvious, “You really care about Lulu, don’t you? Are you that into

her?”

“Doesn’t matter even if I am. Neither of us are married or in a relationship.”

Ricky did not hide the fact that he was interested in Lulu and wanted to woo her.

“She’s older than you, y’know,” Irene told him.

“Older ladies are all the craze with young boys these days,” Ricky countered–age clearly was no issue for him.

With that, Irene stopped going on about it. She should not meddle in their affairs, not to mention that her own

relationship was a mess.

“Wash your hands before you eat,” she told Ricky.

Ricky was in a good mood and did so, and when he saw that the dining table was covered with food, he asked,

“What day is it? That’s a lot of food.”

“Then eat more,” Irene told him..

Ricky smiled, and played with Tommy a little. “Tommy, can you say ‘uncle‘?”

Sheryl countered, “Not before ‘grandma‘.”

“We won’t know for sure. Maybe he loves his uncle more, right?” he said, and held out his hands. “Let me carry him

for a bit.”

Irene did so, and Tommy was not actually scared and allowed Ricky to hold him.-

“He’s just in a good mood today,” Irene said. “He’d be bawling if he wasn’t–he couldn’t stop crying just days ago.”

“We’re men. We’d shed blood before we shed tears,” Ricky said, and gave Tommy a peck on the cheek.

That left the baby frowning and pouting, seemingly hating it.

“Oh, it’s just a little peck. Don’t cry,” Ricky said, but quickly returned him to Irene, worried that he would start

crying.

Taking back Tommy, Irene said, “See? He hates you.”

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“Come on, I brush my teeth everyday. My breath is fine,” Ricky chuckled.

As they ate, Irene pretended to enjoy the food despite her lack of appetite, since Sheryl was there with them. Still,

as Sheryl served her a bowl of soup, she asked, “Is work tiring, Irene? You don’t look too well.”

“Yeah,” Ricky chimed. “Are you exhausted?”

Irene quickly said, “Yes, actually, since I have plenty of work to do lately.”

“You should be careful about your health, so that you can have a daughter with Isaac when Tommy is older.

Complete the set, so to speak.”

Irene lowered her gaze, “Mom, I’m eating.”

Ricky was there with them–it was not the time or place.

Sheryl smiled. “Fine, I won’t force you.”

Tommy was asleep after dinner, but Irene turned down Sheryl’s offer to let them stay the night, saying that the

baby’s sleep would be affected in an unfamiliar bed.

Sheryl could not insist since she said that..

On the way home, Irene had a hand on her phone while she carried Tommy with the other.

Myriad colored street lights shone over her face as she stared at the screen.

After hesitating for a long while, her curled eyelashes batted as she texted Isaac. [I miss you.]