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Gu Lingfei: Married at First Sight Novel Chapter 40

Zachary and Serenity were merely a married couple on paper anyway. Even if the alcohol was getting to Zachary’s head, he did not need Serenity to tend to him. God knew if she would take advantage of him while he was intoxicated.

At the age of thirty, Zachary had not lost his first kiss to anyone.

Much less, had the sanctity of his modesty violated.

Romance had never been in the cards for Zachary.

Nana often called him a loveless and passionless man, but because of his lackluster expectation toward love, Zachary married Serenity to get Nana off his back.

Despite searching all his pockets, Zachary could not find his house keys. He said, “… Jim, maybe you should wake the missus.”

It appeared that he had left home without his keys.

The bodyguard immediately pounded on the door.

Although Serenity was asleep, she was a light sleeper, and the pounding woke her up. She pricked up her ears and realized someone was at the door. As she got up to see who it was, it dawned on her that she was in her pajamas. Serenity pulled out a winter jacket from the

to open the door. With the door swung open, Zachary and Jim

October right now. Sure, the mornings and nights were breezy, but

the right occasion to put on a

designated driver from a chauffeuring service. Your husband

come up with

was knocked over by a

After closing and locking the door, Serenity steadied Zachary’s staggering footsteps as they walked into the house. She nagged at him, “Why did you drink so much?

instead, Whose fault was it anyway?

keys on the

in the contract that your bedroom is off-limits. This is as far as I can go. You’re on your own. Wait until tomorrow to take a shower. I fear you might drown in

after a few steps and slowly turned around to ask, “… Why are you wearing such a thick jacket on a

thought the alcohol was

time to get dressed, so I put on a

explained and shut the door

bang, the door cut the husband and wife

eagerly took off the jacket and murmured, “The heat’s killing