The Runaway Groom

Chapter 442

Zachary demanded, "You're the one who got Lulu fired, aren't you?"

Ember could clearly hear his voice from upstairs!

Mrs. Slate scoffed. "You call that a job? And yes, I framed her for a mistake and got her fired. She was the one who humiliated us with those banners at your wedding, and her behavior will only escalate if I don't straighten her out."

Ember was naturally smug when she heard that-Mrs. Slate now hated Lulu to the bone, did she not?

"Do you have any evidence it was her?" Zachary snapped.

"Evidence? She admitted it herself!’ Mrs. Slate shot back, furious that Zachary was still thinking about Lulu. "You're married, Zahcary-you should be caring about Ember. Her family background matches ours, and she is the Lindts' only daughter. It's not just an individual marriage, but a marriage between families! Don't you understand how lucky you are?"

Zachary had always known that his mother loved money and influence, and his father's philandering ways left her suffering considerably.

That was why he gave in to her demands to break up with Lulu.

And yet, she was not stopping...

"I've already compromised on Lulu and even resigned as a doctor to marry Ember. Don't harass Lulu ever again after I did everything you told me to," Zachary told her just then

reason to," Mrs. Slate said, since she knew better

was left clenching on the scaffolding

cared so

Zachary to

Mom, or you're going to make me appear less than a man to

she say that you're not a man?" Mrs. Slate

of helplessness and misery. "Don't worry,

Slate snapped, eternally convinced that it was Lulu who did not deserve her son. "She's a measly jinx who works with dead

keep the peace, your money would have been taken away, whether by kidnapping or

That I would be poor if not for the likes

turned to leave, because he

Slate huffed. "Go upstairs and check on Ember. You're

his mother's gaze like a puppet devoid of emotion. "Aren't you going to

glowered.

there

got up when she saw him, flashing that innocent smile of hers. "Is something

his

the long face?" Ember pointed out, and went up to pull him along to the bed. "Here,

and she knelt behind him to massage his shoulders. "I should learn this properly next time, so that I can relieve

have to,"