Chapter 31
In a positive turn of events, Zachary advocated for Liberty to Mr. Lewis, likely putting in a good word for her. As a result, Mr. Lewis was generous enough to reduce the price by several thousand dollars.
However, even with this discount, nine thousand dollars was still a significant amount for Liberty. This experience would serve as a harsh reminder for her to stay alert on the streets and avoid luxury sedans in the future!
“Is your husband returning soon?” Liberty inquired.
“Yes, he’ll be back tomorrow,” came the reply.
“That’s wonderful! My husband and I plan to arrive early. Are you cooking? I’d love to help!”
Having spent many years living independently with her sister, Liberty had cultivated a solid grasp on her career, social interactions, and household responsibilities. However, now that she was tied down with a child and without a steady income, her husband was encouraging her to embrace the role of a housewife.
The sisters exchanged light conversation over the phone before wrapping up the call.
“Mr. York, do you work late every single day?”
“Why do you ask?”
“With the weekend approaching, Nana and your parents will be joining us for dinner. We need to freshen up the place. I’m considering shopping for furniture in the next few days to get what we need.”
Zachary fell silent.
His job consumed a considerable amount of his time, making it challenging to find moments in his hectic schedule to go furniture shopping with her.
In response to his quietness, Serenity expressed her understanding. “If you’re too busy, I can handle it myself.” Zachary finally responded, “That’s fine. You’re the lady of the house, so you can make decisions regarding household matters. Just keep me informed about the major decisions.”
He simply didn’t have the bandwidth to manage every little detail at home.
“Sure thing. I’ll let Jasmine know I won’t be coming in for work today, and I’ll take care of the shopping,” she assured him.
It was essential for her to organize their home.
Zachary remained silent.
As he turned on his…
After a brief moment, he made his way back to his bedroom. It wasn’t long before he reappeared and announced, “I’m going to work.”
“Drive safe,” Serenity called out casually. With a wrapped hash brown and a container of apple juice in hand, Zachary set off.
He climbed into his undercover MPV and drove out of Brynfield. Once out of the neighborhood, he stopped at the side of the road where his Rolls Royce and convoy were waiting.
“Sir,” a bodyguard greeted him as they quickly exited their vehicles. They formed a protective barrier around Zachary as they approached the Rolls Royce, and one of the bodyguards politely inquired, “Would you like me to dispose of that for you, Sir?”
He was referring to the breakfast Zachary was still holding. Without responding, Zachary handed over the uneaten hash brown to the bodyguard, leaving it to their discretion.
Once the car door was closed, the vehicle purred to life and smoothly integrated into the flow of traffic. Meanwhile, Serenity spent her day bustling around, diligently filling in all the gaps to make the house feel like home.
The online order of kitchenware also arrived at the house.
Zachary returned home late that evening, finding Serenity already fast asleep. Taking care not to disturb her, he quietly navigated through the house, admiring her vision of a home. It was clear she had taken the time to appreciate the little details.
Perhaps she wasn’t the scheming witch he had initially thought. Maybe Serenity was simply seeking a genuine place to call home, especially after having lived under her sister and brother-in-law’s roof.
Of course, Zachary understood that he needed more than just a few days to truly gauge Serenity’s character. He wasn’t one to rush to conclusions. Only time would unveil a person’s true nature. Their daily interactions would either highlight her genuine self or expose something less desirable.
Time seemed to fly by during the busiest periods. Before we knew it, Saturday had arrived.
