The Runaway Groom

Lulu stared warily at the woman. "You're the maid from before, aren't you?"

She did not let down her guard even though she recognized Erma— why would Erma return after she was gone?

Moreover, considering how impatiently Erma treated her baby, Lulu's expression became stern as well. "Didn't Mr. Slate tell you not to come anymore? What are you doing here?"

"Hello, miss," Erma said fawningly. "May I ask for your name? And you don't look that old... Others might think you're the mother with your pretty face—"

"Shut up!" Lulu suddenly snapped, cutting Erma short.

her own reaction, despite knowing that Erma’s flattery

down, realizing she had lost

would she be related to me?" Lulu demanded, rearing her head. "I was an hired employee like you, and if you have a problem,

less understood from Erma'’s fawning that Erma wanted her to talk to

if she was not Luna's mother, she would not allow

that Lulu was refusing to side with her. Since fawning would not work, she had to use moral

me! Are you trying to kill us all? Moreover, everything you saw wasn't the whole story—I tried to coax the baby to sleep before you came, but I just lacked experience and didn't notice she was sick! Can't you be understanding? What's the big deal anyway? You could just teach me! And with me around, I could take care of the housework while you focus on the baby! It would be

tried to walk up and take Lulu's hand, but Lulu avoided her—she despised people

slowly and clearly as she looked in Erma'’s eyes. "Go to Mr. Slate. I'm

going to buy a stroller to take Luna on