Chapter 1342

You! Certainly.

Doesn’t that make me the matchmaker?

Josh thought about it and answered, Yes.

I’m giving you my bank details so you can send me a little token of appreciation for matching you two together. Come on, I’m not going to give you money as a wedding gift, I have better things in mind than something as impersonal as money. However, for my part, I would like some money because I am shallow. Consider it a thankyou gesture for my role as the matchmaker.

Josh was struck speechless.

Serenity had transformed Zachary into a man who kept checks and balances even when it came to his interpersonal relationships.

This banquet continued well into midnight.

In the past, Zachary would only show up for ten to fifteen minutes at most, just as a formality. After that, he would immediately excuse himself. Tonight was an exception. He waited until the banquet was over before leaving with his beloved wife. His actions were a testament to the love and affection he had for his wife.

This also served as a public affirmation of Serenity’s position in the family. The rumors that she was not getting along with her motherinlaw were proven false, and the tales people spun about her having a tense relationship with the family were completely inaccurate.

The Yorks elders doted on her like they were her daughter, and the other members of the family respected her as much as they did Zachary.

tonight to complement her outfit was a gift from her mother–in–law. Anyone with an eye for jewelry could tell that it was an exotic piece that

rumors circulating Wiltspoon about Serenity’s tense relationship with her husband’s

who was at the center of these rumors could hardly be bothered about such talks. It had hardly crossed her mind at

her body sideways to lean against Zachary and began

her, “Look at you, you’re drinking like you are completely immune to alcohol. If your sister finds out, she’s going to lecture me about not keeping an eye on

Serenity when she was drinking. She mentioned that Serenity liked drinking but could never hold her alcohol; even a bottle

disproportionately. When she was

period when Zachary just happened

somewhere else.

wine, good wine…”

to playfully slap Zachary’s hand away. She began mumbling incoherently about the

and said, “Well, the wine was pretty good,

that.

not like it when he drinks and that he did not want to reek of alcohol. Everyone was very understanding and did not pressure him into drinking. They even complimented his

they did not say out loud was that they thought his wife was too

a slave.

did not care what people had to say

not getting drunk because he knew that his duty was to

drunk wife.

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