The Runaway Groom

Chapter 1000

Irene said, "Learning starts from childhood. Teaching him when he's as old as you are is pointless."

Zachary was speechless for a moment. "Who do you think you're talking to, Irene? It's a little disrespectful."

Irene shot him a look. "Not even Isaac would interfere with me educating my child."

Zachary was speechless again, and he remembered how his own mother had forced him to study when he was a child.

If his father had tried to say something, his mother would scold him too!

'Mothers all have high hopes for their children, do they not? And could I get upset about it?'

He remembered how kind and mild-mannered Irene used to be, too-how did things turn out like this?

"You're not adorable at all now, Irene," he said.

"I don't need you to feel that way," Irene shot back.

Isaac won't like

echoed, "That's right! I love Mommy when she's kind, and Daddy

at her own son,

Tommy to it. "You know how advanced the

anything against that, knowing very well that she did not spend much time with her

she had already resigned from work to spend more

more did she

not butt in while I'm

here permanently. Even the private tutor you hired was meant to teach him Franconian, which means he's attending a local school, isn't he? That begs the question-would the schools here teach him Zidonian poetry?

Zidonian roots," Irene retorted. "I'll teach him everything, from poems to idioms from our country, and it's not like we migrated here because I like it here. I'd admit this is a great place, but he's Zidonian and shouldn't be

homeland's culture."

Zachary was left dumbstruck.

pursing his lips at Tommy, he said, "Do your best and listen to your mommy. She's right,

care, leaving Tommy alone and staring into

Tommy said, "Okay, Mommy. Let's

be nice, but that is children for you-once