The Runaway Groom
Chapter 407

Chapter 407

“Lulu was staying with us a while ago, wasn't she? I sensed that Rickybecame infatuated with Lulu after that.”

Sheryl was quite experienced herself, and had seen through Ricky'sthoughts for a while now.

And after what she said, Irene started to look at Ricky differently, whilethe boy did not sense the women's looks as he called Lulu.

Soon, his call was answered.

"Lulu? It's me.”

On the other end, Lulu smiled as she asked, “Hey. Have you reachedhome already?”

“Yeah, I had something to ask,” Ricky said, but paused for a moment.“Wait, hold that thought.”

Covering the receiver, he turned toward Irene and asked, “When'sZachary Slate getting married?”

“In two days,” Irene said.

With that, Ricky returned to the call, “In two days, please come overfirst thing in the morning.”

Lulu said, “I'm busy.”

“Actually, this is something important and I need your help. Just thisonce, and I won't bother you anymore. Pretty please?”

Lulu was still reluctant. “I'm really busy...”

Nonetheless, Ricky persisted, even humbling himself to do so. “Comeon, Lulu, just say yes. Show some pity since I just went over to visit youmyself?”

Unable to say no, Lulu said, “Fine, but you have to promise me that youwon't act on a whim, and do something like coming over at the drop ofa hat.”

“Okay,” Ricky agreed to it chipperly, and hung up.

Irene then asked, “Why would you want her to come over?”

“Just telling her won't have much impact. She must see it herself, thatZachary is at the altar with another woman-—it's the only way to get herto give up on him.” Ricky said, and his idea certainly covered all fronts.Still, Irene stared at him for a while, and asked the obvious, “You reallycare about Lulu, don't you? Are you that into her?”

"Doesn't matter even if I am. Neither of us are married or in arelationship.”

Ricky did not hide the fact that he was interested in Lulu and wanted towoo her.

“She's older than you, y'know,” Irene told him.

“Older ladies are all the craze with young boys these days,” Rickycountered—age clearly was no issue for him.

With that, Irene stopped going on about it. She should not meddle intheir affairs, not to mention that her own relationship was a mess.“Wash your hands before you eat,” she told Ricky.

Ricky was in a good mood and did so, and when he saw that the diningtable was covered with food, he asked, “What day is it? That's a lot offood.”

“Then eat more,” Irene told him..

Ricky smiled, and played with Tommy a little. “Tommy, can you say'uncle'?”

Sheryl countered, “Not before “grandma’.”

“We won't know for sure. Maybe he loves his uncle more, right?” hesaid, and held out his hands. “Let me carry him for a bit.”

Irene did so, and Tommy was not actually scared and allowed Ricky tohold him.-

“He’s just in a good mood today,” Irene said. “He'd be bawling if hewasn't-he couldn't stop crying just days ago.”

“We're men. We'd shed blood before we shed tears,” Ricky said, andgave Tommy a peck on the cheek.

That left the baby frowning and pouting, seemingly hating it.

“Oh, it's just a little peck. Don't cry,” Ricky said, but quickly returned himto Irene, worried that he would start crying.

Taking back Tommy, Irene said, “See? He hates you.”

“Come on, I brush my teeth everyday. My breath is fine,” Rickychuckled.

As they ate, Irene pretended to enjoy the food despite her lack ofappetite, since Sheryl was there with them. Still, as Sheryl served her abowl of soup, she asked, “Is work tiring, Irene? You don't look too well.”“Yeah,” Ricky chimed. “Are you exhausted?”

Irene quickly said, “Yes, actually, since I have plenty of work to dolately.”

“You should be careful about your health, so that you can have adaughter with Isaac when Tommy is older. Complete the set, so tospeak.”

Irene lowered her gaze, “Mom, I'm eating.”

Ricky was there with them—it was not the time or place.

Sheryl smiled. “Fine, I won't force you.”

Tommy was asleep after dinner, but Irene turned down Sheryl's offer tolet them stay the night, saying that the baby’s sleep would be affectedin an unfamiliar bed.

Sheryl could not insist since she said that..

On the way home, Irene had a hand on her phone while she carriedTommy with the other.

Myriad colored street lights shone over her face as she stared at thescreen.

After hesitating for a long while, her curled eyelashes batted as shetexted Isaac. [I miss you.]