Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

Married At First Sight Chapter 3970 Chapter 3970

Evan's attentiveness didn't go unnoticed. Abby suspected he had gotten some inside information either from his grandmother or perhaps from his eldest brother.

She knew Evan was sincere this time, but her past experience with him had taught her to tread carefully. She didn't want to rush into accepting his gestures, only to find herself in the same situation as before falling for him while he hesitated. Back then, she had been the one who got hurt. The one who suffered.

In the delicate game of love, whoever falls first often loses. Abby had already lost once, and she wasn't about to lose again.

Though her feelings for Evan lingered, she resolved not to let herself be vulnerable this time. She wanted to turn the tables, to shift the power dynamic so Evan would be the one chasing her.

Evan broke the silence. "Miss Du, I came here today to apologize."

as she asked,

the desk

love you, and that was wrong. I hurt you, and I'm here to make it right. This bouquet and this set of jewelry-they're my way of apologizing." Abby set the flowers aside and opened the brocade box, revealing a stunning set of ruby jewelry. Her discerning eye immediately recognized its value. "Mr. York," she said

if the jewelry had come from Evan's grandmother or his mother. Such exquisite gems were surely part of the York family's

haven't forgiven me. And if that's the case, I'll have no choice but to show up every day to apologize until you do. I wouldn't want

felt weak, even to him,

replied honestly. "I asked my mother for it. She has several sets like this. I thought it would suit you-it matches your complexion perfectly.

adding that his mother's jewelry was typically reserved for future daughters-in-law. If Abby didn't accept it now,

for grandchildren. She had endured three pregnancies hoping for a daughter and wasn't optimistic about the younger generation's willingness to have children at all, let alone multiple ones. Abby sighed, closing the box again and sliding it back toward him. Her tone grew serious. "Mr. York, as I've said, our story is