The Runaway Groom

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?”

reluctant. “I’m

Lulu, just say yes. Show some pity since I just went over to visit you

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

it chipperly, and hung

would you want

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

while, and asked the obvious, “You really care about Lulu, don’t

if I am. Neither of us are married or in

hide the fact that he was

than you,

these days,” Ricky countered–age

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

your hands before you eat,” she

and when he saw that the dining table was covered with food, he asked, “What day

eat more,” Irene told

with Tommy a little. “Tommy, can you say

countered, “Not

sure. Maybe he loves his uncle more, right?” he said, and held out

so, and Tommy was not actually scared and allowed Ricky to hold

good mood today,” Irene said. “He’d be bawling if he wasn’t–he couldn’t stop crying

men. We’d shed blood before we shed tears,” Ricky said, and

frowning and pouting, seemingly

peck. Don’t cry,” Ricky said, but quickly returned him to