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.

one with me at the airport? She's just some distant relative living abroad, but she came back since things aren't looking good out

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 doesn't want to work as a child care worker again, it would be bad if I

could

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

could be heard just then as Zachary rubbed

"What's there to envy about me?

Freedom!

Such an enviable word.

Zachary appeared a

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

"It's fine!"

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

was no telling how long had passed when he nonchalantly slipped the phone back

were not needed with friends