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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

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

the mornings and nights were

did not seem like the right occasion

from a chauffeuring service. Your husband is drunk, so I walked him

on his feet and come

thought she was knocked over by a mule. Zachary was

slipping away. After closing and locking the door, Serenity steadied Zachary’s staggering footsteps as they walked into the house. She nagged

inwardly instead, Whose fault was it anyway?

on the coffee table,

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 the bathroom in

his room and stumbled in. He stopped after a few steps and slowly turned around to ask, “… Why are

the alcohol was making him

get dressed, so I put

explained and shut the door

door cut the husband and wife off

to her room, Serenity eagerly took off the jacket and murmured, “The heat’s killing