Chapter 507 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

His body was muscular. His chiseled pectorals and abdominals gave the sense of firmness and strength.

And Lulu certainly experienced that it did not just look that way-he really was strong!

Her cheeks burned even as scenes of last night played in her head. Never did she expect that she would unleash herself like this!

She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

She stood under the shower sprinkler and turned it on. Water gushed and started splashing over her, wetting her hair like seaweed over her fair shoulders.

Wargh!

Jean woke up just then and started bawling!

Lulu promptly turned off the shower when she heard Jean and opened the bathroom door, but Martin stepped into the room just then.

He leveled a meaningful gaze at Lulu, who realized her current condition and closed the door.

“Is Jean hungry?” she asked from behind the door.

“Yeah,” Martin replied. “I’ll make her some milk-’

“No.” Lulu cut him short.

“Why?” Martin asked.

Lulu did not respond, but it had been 24 hours since she last breastfed Jean and her breasts were painfully bloated!

Still, Martin did not ask and rocked Jean gently in his arms.

Despite having a tough guy appearance, he was handy with the baby.

With that, Lulu returned to the bathroom and finished her shower before stepping out in a bathrobe.

She found Martin standing by the window with Jean in his arms.

He was towering and burly, but the way he coaxed the baby was exceedingly gentle.

She walked up to him, hugging his waist from behind and poking her head out to check on the baby.

“She’s hungry,’ Martin said.

Lulu nodded. “Give her to me.’

Martin carefully placed Jean in her arms, and Lulu carried the baby to her bed and sat down.

She was going to loosen her bathrobe when she realized that Martin was still there, and she looked up at him. “Can you step outside for a moment?”

“Okay,” Martin replied and did not keep staring since he knew that Lulu was embarrassed.

After over an hour and Lulu was done nursing Jean, she helped the baby get changed and played with her for a while.

Like all babies, Jean soon got tired and fell asleep, so Lulu put Jean down and changed into fresh clothes.

She noticed that Martin had already washed their clothes and stood at the doorway waiting.

Eventually, Martin returned inside with a bucket and asked when he saw her, “Are you done?”

Lulu nodded, and he put down the bucket. “Let’s go!”

“I should be taking care of you…” Lulu muttered.

“What are you talking about?” He smiled, giving her a look. “I’m willing to care for you, and I won’t always have time to do this once my leave is over. Don’t feel bad about this since you’re not goofing off either. Jean is still very young, and she needs your constant care.” 1

Lulu nodded.

Martin returned inside to get Jean, and Lulu wrapped her hands around his arm as they left the house, relishing this peaceful and quiet time they shared.

As usual, they headed to a cheap restaurant instead of someplace expensive. Still, it was clean and furnished so that the interior was bright and spacious.

Lulu made the order and realized awkwardly that she never found out what food Martin liked despite having lived with him for so long.

“What would you like to eat?” she asked him.

Martin said, “I’m fine with anything. You order what you like.”

Lulu smiled and lowered her gaze. “It seems that I have to pay more attention or I’d still know nothing of your preferences.’

“You have all the time in the world you need to learn about me.” Martin grinned.

“Yeah,” Lulu murmured, pursing her lips.

In fact, she was both hopeful and expectant of the future.

The peaceful life she wanted was right in front of her, and it was both worth remembering and cherished!

As they waited for their food, Lulu rested her chin on her hand and stared at Martin as he sat opposite.

She was staring so intently that a big man like him got embarrassed and averted his gaze.

“You actually can get shy, Martin?” she asked, smiling when Martin said nothing.

Their food soon arrived, but Martin’s phone rang while they ate. He picked it up, responded a couple times to what the other end said, and hung up.

Lulu put a shrimp on this plate while asking, “Who was that?”

“I have to stop by the precinct,” he said evenly.

Lulu frowned. “Another case? Didn’t they agree to give you leave? It’s far from over!”

“Don’t jump to conclusions. It might not be a case,” Martin replied, picking up the shrimp before peeling it and putting it in his mouth.

“Well, this sure is a taxing job either way,” Lulu said-they actually had to disturb him while he was on leave!

“You know what my work is like, don’t you?” He quietly assured her while putting a chunk of beef on her plate. “I’ll do my best to spend time with you and Jean.”

“I know,” Lulu said. “I’m just annoyed because you haven’t fully recovered yet.”

She was worried about his health but he simply smiled.

Lulu stared daggers at him in turn. “Your leave might fade into oblivion and you’re still smiling?’

“I’m smiling because you care about me, and that gives me joy in my heart. That has nothing to do with work,” Martin said, staring her in the eye.

Lulu could not say anything against that and cleared her throat. “Eat.”

After they ate and left the restaurant, Lulu held out her arms for Jean but Martin did not give her the baby. “I’ll take you home before heading to the precinct.”

“Won’t you be late?” she asked.

“It’s no trouble,” Martin replied.

“We’re not that far from home anyway,” she told him. “I can get home on my own just fine.”

He shrugged. “I’d like to walk you.”

Lulu smiled and wrapped her hands around his arm, gaining a sense of security beside him.

She took Jean off his hands when they reached home, and Martin kissed her on the forehead. “I’ll be back soon.”

“Yeah,” Lulu said mildly.

After Martin left, Lulu cleaned up the house while Jean was asleep.

Then, as Jean woke up in the afternoon, Lulu washed Jean’s rump and changed her diapers before nursing her again.

Lulu lay in bed on her side and let Jean lean on her chest.

The baby suckled for just a while until she fell asleep.

Lulu straightened her clothes at that and gently patted Jean.

At the same time, Lulu was getting a little sleepy from just lying in bed, probably because she did not sleep well last night.

She had no idea how long she slept, and she was still groggy when she opened her eyes to find Martin sitting on the bed.

Rubbing her eyes, she asked, “When did you come back?”

“Just now,” he replied.

Lulu sat up then and asked, “Did they give you a case?”

“Nope,” Martin replied.

At the same time, Lulu got up and walked to the table to pour herself a glass of water while asking, “What were you doing at the precinct, then?” Martin was watching her as he asked, “Take a guess.”

Lulu said nothing and simply held her glass as she stared at Martin.

“When did you start liking guessing games? And I’d never guess it.”

“I was not given a case at the precinct,” Martin said then. “I was given a reward for my brave actions.’

He waved an envelope at her and handed it to her. “For you.”

Lulu opened it to find three grand sitting inside.

But for men like Martin, money mattered less than carrying their honors.

And Lulu knew all too well that Martin earned his with his life.

“How could you give this to me?” she asked.

Martin checked on Jean who lay in bed and reached out to stroke her tender cheeks. “All that I have is yours.”

Lulu smiled.

“By the way, shouldn’t you call Abigail?” Martin told her then. “Ricky will be sentenced in a few days. Even if he had committed many crimes, they might reduce his jail time since he helped us apprehend a major ringleader.

As Lulu’s smile faded slightly, Martin looked up. “Just enjoy your own life. Worry less about others.”

Lulu mustered her spirit then and picked up her phone. “I know. I’ll call her now.”

“Okay.” Martin nodded.

Abigail was browsing the internet for a good optometrist, since she did not know many of them back in Zidonia.

She made a post on a medical forum, giving a summary of Diarmuid’s condition.

There were soon plenty of replies, and there were many authorities on every subject on this forum site.

However, she needed further research since optometry was not her speciality.

The door suddenly opened with a click, and Abigail looked up, frowning when she saw Zachary.

Zachary in turn paused for a moment at the doorway and explained “Sorry. Old habits.”

This was his house, and he forgot that Abigail moved her entire family here.

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