The Runaway Groom Chapter 870

Zachary stiffened.

He was silent for a while, before saying quietly, “I’m fine.”

Opening his car door and getting into his car, he told Irene, “You should go back inside.

However, Irene strode up and put a hand on a window, struggling for a while before eventually saying, “You should give up.”

Zachary looked up at her with sadness in his eyes. “I did.”

Irene would have liked to offer more comfort, but she could not find the right words.

All she could have said would have been ‘there’s plenty of fish in the sea.’

But even if Zachary did find someone better, would he loved her more than he loved Lulu?

The hardest thing to do was to meet a person you genuinely loved, after all.

“I’m fine, don’t worry. I’m not that weak,” Zachary said as he started the car. “You should go back inside.”

With that, he drove off, and Irene watched as he did.

For some reason, her heart ached a little for him now…

felt a hand on her shoulder, and she turned to find that it was

think he’s taking it really hard,” she

about him” Isaac told her, and put a hand

him after dinner,” Irene

“I know,” Isaac replied.

did not linger at the dining table,

unusually dull, save for the occasional clink as a fork

broke the silence, raising his glass and toasting Martin. “Thank you for

should do,” Martin replied. “Transportation here

Lulu finding out that Dennis Turner had been poisoned, we wouldn’t have resolved the

Martin could not turn

a few more drinks, while the

car, and had

had drunk a little. “May I have a room here? I’ll be back after

well,

him. “Let Eagle drive. I’m not going out this late, so he doesn’t

enough,” Isaac said, and Eagle drove him out of

Irene helped clean up the table, but Mrs. Watson smiled and said, “You don’t have to do it. Your mom and I would be

is sleeping. I have nothing to do, and helping would

in, but just as she headed to the kitchen,

Crash!

plate and bowl she was holding shattered into pieces

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