The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 985

Zachary's voice was quiet but there was no hiding that quiver in it. "If you don't, I can’t promise I won't get

physical."

Martin actually understood where Zachary was coming from, but there was no way he would surrender Lulu.

Heaving a long sigh, he chugged both shots, while Zachary poured himself another and chugged it too.

He slammed the shot glass down heavily, smacking his lips and saying," Wow, this burns."

In fact, the taste of the alcohol was so hot it burned him in the lungs!

Martin poured him another. "It does pack a punch."

Zachary looked up at him, frowning. "And you're still drinking?"

Martin poured himself another as he said, "You have fine tastes. Very sweet, even."

"Are you talking about the drink?’ Zachary stared at him meaningfully then.

"Was that what you're asking?" Martin asked in return, smiling.

There was no telling what either of them meant, but they chuckled as their eyes met.

Picking up a shot glass and clinking it with Martin's, Zachary said, "I guess you're luckier than I am."

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Martin did not deny it, and they both chugged.

After that, Martin refilled their glasses, and Zachary asked, "Won't you be crawling home if you get that drunk?"

Martin chuckled. "Maybe!"

He did not plan to drink that much, but Zachary seemed to be in a really bad mood.

If drinking helped, he would stay with Zachary no matter how much he drank.

Zachary licked his lips. "Aren't you afraid?"

"Nope," Martin replied.

Zachary sighed, and said, "Honestly, why would a girl choose to be a forensic doctor? She'd be facing corpses every

day-isn't she afraid?"

In fact, Zachary himself tried to stop Lulu when she chose that profession, since he hoped that she would be a

doctor instead.

Martin said nothing and chugged another shot.

There were rarely any female forensic doctors, which was why he admired her from the start.

But as he worked with her, he got to see how meticulous and calmly she worked, even remaining composed no

matter the situation. And eventually, his admiration turned to liking without knowing it!

One way or another, he liked her now.

"That's what makes her different." Martin raised his chin at Zachary's shot glass. "Drink up."

Zachary chugged his glass, and Martin poured him another.

"You're staying over if you get drunk," he said.

"At your house?’ Zachary chuckled.

Martin smiled enigmatically. "Well, you could-we have two rooms, and we can prepare the bed for you. I'm just

worried you won't fall asleep."

There was clearly a different meaning to his words, and Zachary understood it right away.

Swearing under his breath, he poured Martin a shot. "Treat her well."

"I know," Martin replied.

Zacdhary got up then. "Time for me to leave."

Martin looked at him and murmured, "Yeah."

Even as Zachary turned, he was slumping and cutting a miserable figure.

Martin did not stop Zachary-adults were above the need for consolation, though Zachary still needed time to let

that sink in.

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He waved at the bartender to pay up before taking a taxi home.

Lulu was on the couch feeding Jean, her slender fair waist exposed.

Martin leaned against the door as he watched quietly.

Soon, Jean fell asleep.

Lulu put her on the couch and pulled down her shirt, then picked up her phone to check the time.

"Have you eaten yet?" Martin asked just then.

Lulu turned to find him leaning against the doorway and walking over to her. "When did you come home? I didn't

hear you."

"I was keeping quiet,’ he replied, the pungent scent swirling around him hitting Lulu's nose right then.

Closing the door behind him, she told him, "You should wash up before you sleep."

She did not ask why he was drinking or who he was drinking with-she knew that it must be Zachary.

Martin put a hand around her waist and pressed her against the wall, breathing beside her ear, "Do you still miss

him?"

Lulu frowned. ’You're drunk-"

Martin's lips were on hers before she could finish.

Maybe he was drunk or agitated... but he was being rough to her for the very first time!

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