Lulu could not fall asleep that night.


    Seeing that the clock was pointing at 4 AM and there was light outside, she slowly got up and went to


    take a bath.


    She then put on a face mask—not a skincare product, but a medical item that improved skin growth. It


    was helping the recovery of her face after surgery, which now carried apletely different


    appearance. Aside from Irene and others she was close with, no one would recognize her.


    Still, as she put a hand on the mirror, she suddenly smiled. "This is fine!"


    She may be ustomed to this face since it was different from before, she had the advantage of


    concealing herself from Zachary.


    "Lulu..."


    “Stop.


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    She pursed her lips bitterly as she remembered her old name and told herself to forget the past—that


    she was Wendy, not Lulu!


    Lulu was now dead, and only Wendy could stay with Luna.


    She cooked a couple eggs for breakfast, and the sun was soon up. She went to get changed, dressing


    conservatively after which she put on her disguise.


    It was 5 AM—still early—when she left her apartment.


    She was worried since Luna had a fever, after all.


    Thankfully, Irene had arranged it so that she lived close to Zachary. And since she made an agreement


    with him yesterday, she did not want to bete at all!


    Still, it was so early that there were only a few elderly men jogging along the curb, with others taking a


    stroll with children at the park. Exercising at such hours was naturally a good thing.


    Lulu arrived outside Zachary''s house by 6 AM and could not help smiling as she remembered her


    daughter''s tender cheeks.


    Ding dong!


    The doorbell resounded throughout the house, and Zachary picked up his suit from a chair—he would


    have been in the office on any other day. Moreover, there was plenty of work to do at his office, and he


    had not been sleeping well because of it.


    Fatigue showed on his face, and he had to rub his face to wake himself as he answered the door.


    His gaze flickered when he saw the person at the door, and he said hoarsely, "You''re really early.”


    “I''m worried,” Lulu replied. "Your baby''s sick, and I have to show responsibility since you paid me."


    Zachary pursed his lips and sighed. "Guess I got the right person for the job."


    As he opened the door, Lulu saw that he was holding a suit. "Are you going to work already?"


    He certainly looked like he would leave soon.


    "Yeah," Zachary replied without borating. "She criedst night, but I picked her up and coaxed her to


    sleep. You can make some form for her..."


    Lulu nodded—to think Zachary would take care of the baby even thatte at night.


    Clearing a path, she said, "Don''t worry, Mr. te. Just call me if there''s anything you need."


    Zachary did a double take but did not say anything as he strode past her and closed the door with a


    bang.


    As the house turned silent, her whole body rxed—she was always nervous and evasive around


    Zachary.


    "My name is Wendy..." she mumbled under her breath.


    She strode to the living room with a determined look in her eyes, only to find it aplete mess!