Chapter 904


    The Runaway Groom Chapter 904


    Smiling, Martin said, “You’re being overly sentimental. That’s why you feel shackled.”


    Lulu smiled too. “Is that ttery 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 be 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?”


    Luluughed. “I’m just kidding, You should look at your face.”


    Seeing that she wasughing, Martinughed too.


    Her smile was fake back when they first got married, but he could feel that it was earnest now.


    He happily put more sd on her te. “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 nheless. “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.


    Irene 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 carpetid out, but the fall might hurt him nheless.


    “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 theirst 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?”