Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

“Sonny, didn’t you go to your Uncle Lewis’s place today?” Remy asked Sonny.

“Uncle Lewis is not free. Auntie went to pick me up and came over to see the baby. The baby was asleep, and I didn’t see him.” Sonny said.

Sonny was articulate and spoke clearly.

Remy felt that Sonny was just like Titus.

Titus was more than a year old and was unable to speak clearly when Jane, his sister-in-law, first picked him up. But when he became fluent in speaking, he became sharp-tongued and sometimes spoke in an old-fashioned manner. Although he was over three years old now, he behaved like a little adult. He was taller and smarter than other children of the same age.

Titus had a particularly good memory, which was the most surprising thing. And when he first met Sonny, Sonny was also a little one and couldn’t speak well. Now he was just like a little ghost.

He hoped that the children he and Elisa would have in the future would be as smart as Sonny and Titus.

Ben said, “The baby is still small now and sleeps more. When he gets older, he can play with Sonny.”

Sonny hummed, “My aunt said the same thing. Uncle Johnson, are you always busy? I see Uncle Johnson every time I come to my aunt’s place.”

In Sonny’s eyes, uncle Zack, uncle Josh, and uncle Duncan were all very busy.

He had to return to the company in a wheelchair,

Remy was not busy. If he was busy, he would not see

coming back alone,

wherever she goes. My uncle Zachary said that this way, he can work with confidence.

aunt Eliza can also beat up bad guys, but I still want to send her back and stay

knowing expression, “Uncle Johnson, you’re here to eat; your parents are not here, and there is no one to cook

Remy burst into laughter.

was so good

also said he was

he was

Mrs. Stone didn’t agree with Remy

Stone would not want to see him with a sullen face, but

Serenity turned to look at Remy and Sonny, then went back to talking

Sonny chatting with Remy,

you’re so smart. I just don’t have anyone to cook for

Johnson, don’t you know how