The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 975

Zachary almost cursed. “Did he bail?"

However, he had just whipped out his phone when he saw Barzel, who had already changed into the clothes

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Barzel's hair was now clean, revealing its original dark blond hue. It was quite long and covered his ears.

His cheeks were fair and speckled, and his bangs dangled over his brows in front of his cobalt-blue eyes.

He was carrying a plate of food and watching Zachary as he said, "Sorry. I was hungry."

He left to find food when he stepped out of the bathroom and found no one around.

Since it was complimentary, he brought some back to his room.

As Zachary lowered his phone, Barzel asked, "Would you like some?"

Zachary shook his head and settled on the couch, while Barzel put the plate on the table and continued eating.

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"What’s your name?" Zachary asked.

"Barzel," Barzel replied while keeping his head lowered and continued stuffing his mouth full of food. "Just ask me if

you have any questions."

Zachary was quite surprised that he was being so candid despite his youth.

Then, before Zachary said anything, Barzel added, “I mean, I found you at your own house, but you brought me

here instead of letting me in. It's obvious you don't trust me-but that's fine, because I don't trust you either."

Zachary stared blankly at him for a moment and asked, "You don't trust me, but you still came looking for me?"

Barzel paused for a moment, but he soon quietly returned to his food.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Zachary asked.

"My parents are dead. I have nowhere else to go," Barzel said quietly.

Zachary rubbed his nose-he should not have asked.

Still, Barzel kept his head lowered as he said, "I don't mind."

Zachary was speechless for a moment and told Barzel, "You can stay here from now on."

As Barzel nodded, Zachary got up to his feet, but the boy stopped him before he left. "What's your name, sir?"

"Zachary Slate."

"Mr. Slate... Can you lend me some money?"

Zachary turned and stared at Barzel for a couple heartbeats, but he reached into his pocket and asked, "How

much?"

"As much as you're willing to give,’ Barzel replied-he was penniless anyway.

Zachary gave him all the cash without questions, since Barzel had just escaped. It made sense if he had no money.

"I'll return it," Barzel replied.

"It's fine. Just keep it," Zachary told him.

Stan did just mention that Barzel's parents were killed and the boy had no place to go after escaping the gang.

Further questions were unnecessary.

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Barzel stayed silent, his thoughts unknown.

"I'm going now,’ Zachary simply said and left the hotel.

When he returned to his house, Irene came to him right away and asked," Who came looking for you?"

Zachary stared at her for a couple heartbeats.

"Why should I tell you?" he asked a little spitefully, before adding, "I mean, I don't even get to see my own baby."

Irene was speechless. The man could really hold a grudge!

"Do you know the difference between love and like?" Irene asked.

Zachary snorted. "Nonsense. How old do you think I am?"

Irene then asked, "Then tell me-do you like Lulu or do you love her?"

Zachary was suddenly silent.

He was certainly attracted to Lulu when they first met, and he was convinced she felt the same.

And after they started dating, it was mutual liking..

But as time went by and their bond grew, it definitely was love, no?

That was what he understood of their relationship, at least.

Still, he noticed the point of her question. "What are you getting at, Irene? No, to be precise-what are you trying to

tell me?"

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