Zachary looked up at Lulu right then. "I'll raise Jean myself. I'll make the call whatever happens.."
In other words, he was telling her to not talk too much, especially about things he did not want to hear.
Jean was his flesh and blood—he would never let her suffer any grievance!
Also, why was Lulu presuming that he was getting married already? The thought never crossed his mind.
After all, what was the point of love when one thought about it, when all it brought was pain?
Now, he was finally over it and able to start anew.
Would he still get himself a woman who meddled with his life? No way!
Physical needs were nothing but that—sentiment was unnecessary.
Lulu certainly understood that she had no right to meddle after she entrusted Jean to his care.
She looked at Jean then, whose little lips were wiggling.
The baby was still so small, so soft.
She could not help being sad.
It was her hope and duty as a mother to watch her baby grow up.
But now…
She turned around then and said, "You should go."
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Irene was downstairs, sitting beside a flower bed.
She did not leave to buy anything to eat.
In reality, she was ready to visit Ricky, since she could not do it last time.
Now that she had returned again, she really ought to visit him.
She glanced at her watch to see that just a dozen minutes had passed.
She waited a little longer, intending to return in around half an hour.
However, she had just entered when she saw Zachary carrying Jean in his arms, saying, "Let's go."
Lulu picked up a bag. "Jean's stuff…"
"I can buy it for her," Zachary said and left the house.
Once they got in, Irene whipped out her phone to check for a nice hotel nearby.
Adults like them would be fine with any environment, but Jean was an infant and needed somewhere better.
Soon, she found one and showed her phone to the cabbie. "Please take us to this hotel."
"Okay." The cabbie recognized the place immediately.
After a while, he stopped his cab outside the hotel.
Irene headed inside and booked two rooms. "We'll stay the night. I'm visiting Ricky tomorrow."
"Okay."
"Just leave Jean with me. You haven't learn how to raise such a young child—"
"It's alright. I'll learn," Zachary replied, reluctant to put Jean down.
Irene put down the bag then, staring at Zachary for a moment before asking, "Did Lulu tell you what happened to Martin?'
Zachary paused for a moment and nodded.
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