The Runaway Groom Chapter 877

“What?!” Irene exclaimed in shock.

“It’s just drunk-driving—it’s not that big of a deal,” Zachary quickly explained. “I’m basically fine. They’re just telling me to have my family get me, but my mom won’t come for me since it’s been a while since I’ve been home. That’s why I have to call you.”

In fact, Mrs. Slate was used to him not going home for up to half a month.

“Should I tell your mom?” Irene asked.

“Nope,” Zachary replied.

That left Irene musing. “Was it about last night?”

“Yeah.”

Irene was left frowning. “Isaac was just saying that you’d tough it out. Why would you try drinking your sorrows away?”

“It was just a few glasses.”

Irene was speechless—a few glasses, and he ended up getting arrested?

“What can I do for you?”

“Nothing. Anyway, time’s up. I have to hang up now.”

And with that, the call was cut off.

“Haha…”

laughing and rolling around on the couch from Erin’s

up her sleeves, and headed to the

well, offering to help, but Irene told her to play

kitchen as well, Erin said, “Brats don’t get

Tommy tugged on her hand. “Please

you a

“What’s

giggled while Erin was left

you laughing, Mommy?” Tommy asked blankly

your aunt,

her arms then

the fridge to find it filled

and

to frame Neil Turner as soon as

days after he was discharged from the hospital, James passed all his

so hard his brows were

Mr. Jefferson squeezing me dry, James. How could you do this to me too? Do I look so

take this one for me, brother. It’s for the sake of my

was speechless. “I think you’re just mocking me for

look at him. “Think? I’m doing exactly

off.” Stan gave James

serious. “Erin’s not here for long. I have to spend some time with her—I won’t have time for this, so just pretend you’re

snorted coolly. “You’re all hoes before

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