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The Runaway Groom Chapter 904
Smiling, Martin said, “You’re being overly sentimental. That’s why you feel shackled.”
Lulu smiled too. “Is that flattery I hear?”
“Not really,” Martin replied earnestly. “Being too sentimental isn’t good, because you’ll be easily affected by
everyone and everything around you. I find that to live unconstrained, a clear mind is needed first and foremost.”
Lulu frowned. Did that not mean said person would become too unsentimental?
A person should at least have a couple of people they cared about, should they not?
Watching Martin just then, she said, “If you’re that calm, I guess you’ll remarry right after I die. All women are the
same, aren’t they?”
Martin was speechless for a moment and stared back at her. “How did you manage to warp my words that badly?”
Lulu laughed. “I’m just kidding, You should look at your face.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing that she was laughing, Martin laughed too.
Her smile was fake back when they first got married, but he could feel that it was earnest now.
He happily put more salad on her plate. “Alright. Time to eat.”
“Yeah,” Lulu replied and picked up her fork.
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Martin went to bed right after dinner. He was very sleepy since he went without sleep for the entire night.
At the same time, Lulu cleaned up the table and the kitchen.
Not wanting to bother him, she prepared herself for a stroll—her doctor told her before that it would help ease her
delivery.
She headed to their room to get her coat when she saw Martin’s bandaged arm.
She raised her brow and walked around the bed, watching him.
Martin, who was a light sleeper, opened his eyes groggily when he sensed someone watching him.
As his eyes focused on her face, he murmured, “Lulu?”
“You’re hurt,” she said.
“Oh, it’s just a flesh wound. I’m fine,” he assured her.
Lulu felt guilty nonetheless. “I’ve really failed as a wife. I didn’t even know that you’re hurt.”
“Hey,” Martin said, taking her hand. “You’re not at fault. It’s mine, because I didn’t tell you.”
“Does it hurt?” Lulu asked.
“No,” Martin said, shaking his head. “What’s a flesh wound to a big man like me?”
“You’re still flesh and blood,” Lulu pointed out, but she leaned in to give him a kiss on the forehead. “Alright, sweet
dreams. I won’t wake you up again.”
Martin still had work in the afternoon—he could only sleep in the morning.
With that, Lulu left the bedroom and gently closed the door behind her.
As she took her stroll, she took out her phone and called Irene.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIrene happened to be in the courtyard with her baby, who could now stand but not walk.
Whenever she tried to draw him forward, he would simply start to drop forward, though Irene managed to catch his
little frame each time.
She had a carpet laid out, but the fall might hurt him nonetheless.
“Irene? You have a call.” Sheryl Harris approached her with her phone just then.
Irene scooped her baby up with one hand and took the phone in the other. “Who is it?”
“Lulu,” Sheryl replied.
Irene quickly answered, “Hello?”
“I have something to tell you, but you need to prepare yourself.” Lulu’s tone was grim.
There was no hiding this, so she decided to tell Irene sooner—so that Irene could prepare herself mentally.
Irene quickly remembered what they talked about in their last call.
“Is it about Ricky? Tell me!”
“He’s a criminal,” Lulu replied.
Irene’s fingers clenched on her phone, calming herself down even as she asked, “What did he do? Is it serious?”
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