The Runaway Groom
Chapter 903

The glow in Lulu's eyes slowly faded. She murmured, "But... is he still going to prison?"

"That's inevitable, but it's better than being executed.” Martin sighed, then turned to Ricky. "What do you think?"

Lulu turned to Ricky too. "Ricky..."

“I'l do it,” Ricky said very calmly.

He knew how grave his crimes were, and no matter what he did to atone, he would not be free from punishment.

In fact, Martin's idea was the best.

"Go home. Leave the rest to me," Martin said, helping her out of the interrogation room.

Lulu understood that she would cause trouble for Martin if he stayed too long as well, and she was certainly not worried with him in charge. Even so...

She turned toward Ricky, who pursed his lips and smiled. "You should go."

With that, Lulu left the interrogation room, and Martin walked with her out of the precinct.

“I can't go yet," he told her. "But you haven't slept well, have you? Try to get some sleep. I'll buy breakfast when I get home."

“It's fine," Lulu said. "What do you want to eat? I'll cook.”

"Not while you're pregnant,” Martin replied. "Just listen to me and get some rest. I'll be here to help Ricky—like I said, the only thing we can do is try our best to reduce his sentence.”

Lulu nodded, while Martin returned inside the precinct.

He wrote a list of all charges against Ricky after he confessed and received approval from his higher ups to have Ricky embedded in the crime ring he was in.

With that done, he released Ricky, who pretended to have escaped and made his way back to his gang, but now as a mole.

He would now be passing information to the police to help them arrest the ringleader!

When Lulu returned home, she sat lethargically on the edge of her bed for a long while.

Deciding that it was about time, she got up and headed to the kitchen to cook.

She was done just as Martin got home. "Wash your hands. Breakfast is ready!"

Martin had actually bought breakfast, and he said, "I told you that you didn't have to cook, didn't I?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“I can't let you come home without eating something warm, can 1?" Lulu replied as she put the food on the table.

Martin put the food he bought on the table too, then headed to the washroom to wash his hands.

Lulu took everything out of the box and laid it on the table—it would be a waste if they did not eat that too.

As Martin returned and took a seat, Lulu ladled a bowl of soup for him. "Drink something warm before you eat."

Martin drank a spoonful. "It's good."

Lulu sat down as well, clutching her stomach and gently rubbing it. "Martin..." she murmured.

"Yeah?" Martin looked up.

She returned his gaze as she said, "Thank you."

"Why are you being this formal?" Martin replied. "We're married.”

"l..." She was hesitant to continue. "Uh..."

“There was a love triangle?" Martin asked nonchalantly.

Lulu was not at all surprised since Martin had always been sharp—he must have noticed something, given Ricky's outburst.

She felt at once enfeebled and embarrassed. "I only thought of him as a younger brother.”

"Thought so," Martin replied. "You're not into brats."

Lulu rested her chin on her hand then, watching him as she asked, "Well then, who do you think I'm into?"

Martin put some salad on her plate, saying, “Me, of course.”

Lulu giggled in amusement and admitted, "Ricky came on this path because of me. He wouldn't have left Cloud City if I never left..."

“It's fate,” Martin said, looking her in the eye. "Don't assume responsibility for the mistakes of others. I don't like it when you shackle yourself over everything.”

Lulu reached out to hold his hand. "Are you my instructor in life? Why does that cheer me up so much?"

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