The Runaway Groom

Lulu gently rocked Star after placing her in her cradle.

There was serenity in the nursery, and Lulu wished time could stop just then.

In contrast to that serenity, the air around Zachary was ice cold.

He and Vivian were in his study. The room only had one bookshelf, while a desk was placed in the center.

“You didn't come just to bring me food, did you?" he asked.

She might be his assistant, but she had no reason to meddle with his personal time. He could also see that she was constantly probing Wendy Jones, using the many baby products she brought as an excuse to visit. However, he did not want to expose her in front of Wendy either.

As Vivian stood opposite him and saw the coolness in his eyes, she was suddenly panicking, unsure as to how she aroused Zachary's suspicion.

during dinner, but he

she said earnestly, inadvertently keeping her head down to hide the savagery in her eyes from him. "I was just worried—you didn't sleep well because of the baby, and I'm your assistant, so I'd

though she was relieved

the looks, Lulu's figure was still

Zachary said, knowing that Vivian was smart enough to understand what he was saying. "It's late.

Vivian pursed her lips.

was letting that babysitter stay, but he would send her

Mr. Slate," Vivian

wary meant it was not her time yet—she still had to

walked her out of the door, since she only thought he was

waiting. Be careful since

heart skipped a beat—he was having his chauffeur drive

you, Mr. Slate. You should take care of yourself