The Runaway Groom

Judging from the bottles left strewn around the floor, Zachary must have been drinking last night.

"Why is he drinking?" Lulu muttered—it was fine since he was an adult, but what if the smell made Luna uncomfortable?

"Baby..."

She became worried as she remembered her baby and hurried into her room.

There were toys everywhere and decorations such as wind chimes— Zachary had clearly made an effort decorating it!

Still, Lulu frowned and plucked down the wind chimes that rattled occasionally, since it would bother Luna sleeping.

Seemingly sensing her from the cradle, Luna opened her eyes and started to sob.

Lulu's heart felt like it could break at her cry! "It's alright, it's alright... Mommy—no, nanny's here!"

and did not call herself mommy, since Zachary was prudent enough to set up

and babysit

up Luna, feeling exceedingly intimate as she pressed Luna's soft body

she asked, holding the baby with one hand

she had been offered great insight into baby products and knew what was top of the

that,

about the only way Zachary could care for Luna. "Baby formula..." Lulu murmured as she returned to the living room, and

handily made the formula while holding Luna

same routine countless times, and she could now do it with no

when she was done and gently

be hungry, too—once the bottle nipple was close enough, she was already biting down on

soft as

late. I won't

as she kept drinking her formula milk, and there was no telling if

early, but Lulu gently rocked her to sleep. Babies need sleep the most, as they would grow and be healthier