The Runaway Groom

Chapter 1003

A woman's voice? Who was it?

Irene asked tentatively, "I'm looking for Zachary Slate."

"Oh, he's having a shower," the woman on the other end replied.

Irene was speechless for a moment. "Okay. Just tell him to call me back when he's done—"

The woman cut her short before she could finish. "Actually, I think he'll be busy..."

Irene frowned so hard her brows almost knitted together.

Did that woman think she was in a relationship with Zachary and was trying to assert dominance?

"Look, I'm not his girlfriend-we're just friends, and there's something we need to talk about, that's all," Irene explained. "Tell him to call me back."

With that, she hung up and dropped on the couch, feeling bemused.

Was that how he was going to get over being dumped? By messing around with women?

hair just then, and Irene patted him in return, returning her focus to playing

been walking steadily these days, although he had

best, baby," she said, carrying him and

that

eyed him. "Are you actually getting

"From studying," Tommy replied.

you remember what you

snorted a little proudly. "Why not?

Tut, tut... That tone!

then asked,

blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you," Tommy promptly

Irene continued. "Snow."

a blow-away paper the rain had brought to rest," Tommy recited smoothly

in stratification—the poems she had Tommy memorize

your best," she said. "Since you did well today,

Tommy skipped around happily, and Irene smiled

to coax her baby to sleep, while Tommy basically could do everything himself these days-he would even insist on washing up himself before climbing into bed

head. "Do you think