The Runaway Groom
Chapter 1038

Still, Irene scoffed. "Well, I can give you that much. But was itglamorous?"

Zachary was speechless in turn—his marriage was certainly a dark partof his history and mentioning it was just hurting himself.

He quickly changed the subject. “Do you like grapes? We washed thembefore bringing them over—I'll get it for you."

Irene caught his sleeve. "By the way, does it count as your secondmarriage if you marry again?"

Zachary sighed. "You used to respect me so much, but you've reallychanged. You're just like Isaac now."

Isaac shot Zachary a cool, warning glare right then. "Does it kill you tostay quiet?"

"How boring would it be for everyone if I did?" Zachary retorted calmlyand feebly. "It's a nice day out with nice weather but we have nothing todo. Staying quiet would be a waste, so I'm just making the best out of adifficult situation, you know."

"What's difficult about your situation? Don't you have a daughter? Whatmore do you want?" Isaac asked, still upset about how Zacharybragged about having a daughter before.

“But she doesn't have a mother." Zachary sighed.

It was certainly the greatest regret he had—something felt missingsince her daughter did not have a complete family.

Irene finally saw that Zachary was just hiding his mood by beingtalkative.

Yes, he was happy to have a daughter, but it hurt that she would nothave a mother.

The more she looked at Zachary's smile now, the more it felt lessearnest.

She actually felt like she had not shown him enough concern right then,both as a lowerclassman and as a friend.

As such, she said, "You wanted a grill, was it? Just ask someone tobring it over.”

Zachary said, "And cold beer."

Irene wanted to roll her eyes at him—give him an inch, and he wouldask for a mile.

“You have a daughter,” she told him. "Self-indulgence sets a badexample. You should be a good father."

"Fair enough." Zachary smiled. "Let's do it."

Naturally, Irene asked Isaac to do it, since she did not have theconnections.

It was a rare day out to relax, so Isaac indulged her for once andwhipped out his phone to call someone.

Irene had no idea who it was, but they worked quickly to send tools andingredients, along with a cook and his helper.

And with that, a simple picnic became a grill party, though havingpeople work meant no problems, nor did it take time to get the fooddone.

Tommy thought the skewers looked fun and tried to grill somethinghimself, while Zachary kept an eye on him or he might burn himself.Irene was in turn leaning against Isaac's shoulder as they both lay onthe grass, watching as Baby shambled forward.

His cheeks were pink and he was holding a chunk of cake, with crumbsall around his mouth.

His teeth were growing slower though he could walk already, and heonly had four—two of which he bared whenever he smiled.

“It's the first time we're enjoying ourselves in such peace and quiet,don't you think?" She smiled faintly.

Isaac held her hand. "I'll spend more time with all of you when we getback."

Irene had given up on her ambition for family, so he could not getobsessed over work too.

"Mommy." Tommy ran up to them cheerfully with an aromatic beefskewer and handed it to Irene. "I cooked this myself."

Irene was appreciative enough to have a chunk, while Tommy askedhopefully, “Is it good?"

He was certainly eager to get praised.

However, Irene could tell that the tenderness, doneness, andcondiments were just right—clearly not his work.

Still, she did not ask and smiled in praise. "It's great. You're amazing,Tommy."

Then, she held up the skewers to Isaac's lips. "You try it too."