Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

The fake Carrie remarked, “This money is easy to make. Next time you cause trouble for your eldest sister, I’ll irritate her again and get her to slap me twice. I can make some extra money that way.”

Carrie laughed, “It’s only a few thousand dollars. It’s worth it for you to do this.”

“Miss Newman, you were born into a wealthy family and have always had everything you wanted. You’ve never had to worry about food or clothing, and you’ve always had endless money. You can’t understand the struggles of ordinary people like me. Your family has assets over 10 billion. What does 10 billion mean to the poor? My family can’t even come up with 500,000.

My brother wants to get married, and my sister-in-law demands a house, a car, the three golds, and a dowry. My brother has been working for nearly ten years, and his savings aren’t enough to cover the down payment. We’ve had to use up all my parents’ savings, and even my savings are gone.

I paid the down payment for the wedding house, bought a car, and borrowed money for the dowry.”

The stand-in paused and continued, “Ordinary people can remain poor for several years after getting married. My sister-in-law has been married for several years and has two children. She and my brother are still working hard to pay off debts, the mortgage, car loan, and other loans. Isn’t it ironic?

It would’ve been better if they had made fewer demands initially, got married, and worked hard together. Then they wouldn’t be struggling to pay off debts now. My family does have a house; it’s just a bit old and small. It’s not impossible to live in if we squeeze in. You won’t have this kind of difficulty.”

Carrie, feeling superior after the comparison, said, “That’s right, I’ve never worried about money.”

Even at her poorest, someone gave her money to spend. It was just a small price to pay.

your face. I’ll go upstairs to change clothes, go

to

her, along with occasional gifts, was more than many people could earn

of this, Carrie felt superior

if she was just Mr. Labbe’s mistress, it wasn’t

was really

will I

…

after

a high-end ward in the inpatient department of Jensburg Central Hospital, Pedro opened several insulated lunch boxes he had just brought, took out the food, and arranged it on

and said to Kathryn, who was lying there, “Miss,

soon? It feels like lunch wasn’t long

feeling a bit dizzy, and

dizzy. I don’t know what medicine Madam Farrell gave you. You’ve been sleeping for so long, but

would sleep if