The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 442

Chapter 442

Zachary demanded, "You're the one who got Lulu fired, aren't you?"

Ember could clearly hear his voice from upstairs!

Mrs. Slate scoffed. "You call that a job? And yes, I framed her for a mistake and got her fired. She was the one who humiliated us with those banners at your wedding, and her behavior will only escalate if I don't straighten her out."

Ember was naturally smug when she heard that-Mrs. Slate now hated Lulu to the bone, did she not?

"Do you have any evidence it was her?" Zachary snapped.

"Evidence? She admitted it herself!’ Mrs. Slate shot back, furious that Zachary was still thinking about Lulu. "You're married, Zahcary-you should be caring about Ember. Her family background matches ours, and she is the Lindts' only daughter. It's not just an individual marriage, but a marriage between families! Don't you understand how lucky you are?"

Zachary had always known that his mother loved money and influence, and his father's philandering ways left her suffering considerably.

That was why he gave in to her demands to break up with Lulu.

And yet, she was not stopping...

"I've already compromised on Lulu and even resigned as a doctor to marry Ember. Don't harass Lulu ever again after I did everything you told me to," Zachary told her just then

"If she stays away, I would have no reason to," Mrs. Slate said, since she knew better than to push her own son too far.

Meanwhile, Ember was left clenching on the scaffolding as she stood upstairs.

Zachary still cared so much about Lulu?

What did she have to do for Zachary to only think of her? Lulu's disappearance, perhaps?

Meanwhile, Zachary appeared despondent. "I hope you keep your word, Mom, or you're going to make me appear less than a man to others."

"What, did Lulu come to you? Did she say that you're not a man?" Mrs. Slate raised a brow, at once wary and annoyed.

Zachary gave her a look of helplessness and misery. "Don't worry, she won't come to me ever again-she's disgusted with me."

"Who does she think she is?!" Mrs. Slate snapped, eternally convinced that it was Lulu who did not deserve her son. "She's a measly jinx who works with dead people, and she's disgusted with you? The nerve!"

"Everyone's job has a purpose, Mom. Without law enforcement to keep the peace, your money would have been taken away, whether by kidnapping or even blackmailing. You're only leading a stable, peaceful life because of those who do their jobs without complaint."

Mrs. Slate was left fuming. "What are you saying? That I would be poor if not for the likes of her?!"