Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

Married At First Sight Chapter 3936-3940 Married At First Sight Chapter 3936 Chapter 3936

"My friend invited me out for a midnight snack," Abby said casually, masking the truth from her mother.

She hadn't gone out for food. In reality, she'd been tracking down the thief-but she couldn't admit that. She especially didn't want her mother to know that Evan had been the one trying to climb over their wall. It would only tarnish her mother's high opinion of him. Mrs. Du had met Evan during his deliberate attempts to get close to Abby. Knowing he was the fourth young master of the prestigious York family in Wiltspoon had impressed her, and she'd spoken highly of both him and his family.

Her mother's glowing endorsement had made Abby reconsider her feelings toward Evan. Everyone in the family seemed to think he was a perfect match, and she'd started to wonder if they were right.

But just as she began to open her heart to him, Evan had bluntly told her that despite trying for months, he simply couldn't fall in love with her.

Mrs. Du tilted her head, unconvinced by Abby's excuse. "You don't usually go out for midnight snacks. What were you craving so badly that you had to leave the house in this freezing weather? Why not eat at home?"

I'm afraid it'll affect my sleep and make me sluggish at work the next day. But I'm on vacation now,

subject drop but asked, "Are your

her head. "No,

soon?" Mrs. Du said, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Once you're married, your carefree days are

herself. She knew

since Abby returned from Wiltspoon heartbroken over Evan's rejection, her mother had been on a mission. Angry that Evan had hurt her daughter, Mrs. Du had vowed to find someone even better for Abby. She'd been dropping not-so-subtle hints about marriage ever since. "After the New Year, you're one year older," Mrs. Du added with a knowing glance as they walked toward

holding on to that? "As long as he had even a little feeling for me, I wouldn't have

to see it. Mark my words-one day, he'll regret letting you go.

we live thousands of miles apart. It's unlikely we'll even cross paths