Chapter 3876
Sonny’s room was adjacent to the guest room, which was nearly as large as the master bedroom that Liberty used, though it was technically designated as a guest room. In practice, only Serenity and Zachary ever stayed in it during their visits.
After a full day of playing with Rocco, Sonny had fallen asleep the moment he got home. Now, he was still lost in a dream, his face relaxed and serene.
Serenity sat gently on the edge of his bed, watching him with a warm smile. She reached out to caress his cheek, feeling the soft, smooth skin beneath her fingers. “Kids have the softest skin,” she said softly.
“Brother Rocco, come chase me… hehe,” Sonny mumbled in his sleep, laughing as he relived the games he had played with Rocco. His joy was evident even in slumber, as he chuckled at the memories of their fun, giggling with every imagined step.
“He’s still caught up in yesterday’s games,” Serenity remarked, chuckling as she glanced at Zachary. She leaned over to kiss Sonny’s forehead, whispering, “You’re a lucky boy, Sonny. You have two fathers who love you, and that means double the love. Just remember, Auntie only wants you to be happy. Always.”
Though Sonny was far too deep in sleep to respond, Liberty stood in the doorway, watching the scene with eyes filled with gratitude and love. She felt a deep sense of thankfulness for her sister’s happiness and her future role as an aunt. Serenity was in a loving marriage and expecting a baby, which brought Liberty peace.
Her own life had come full circle, too. After everything she had endured—the heartache, betrayal, and years of struggle—she was finally blessed with a new beginning. Duncan, the man she was about to marry, was not only caring and genuine but also deeply committed to her son, treating him as his own. Liberty couldn’t help but think that fate had truly given her a second chance.
Another chance had been bestowed upon her by fate, and this one was better. Duncan was a far superior partner compared to Hank, not due to his financial status, but because of his unwavering loyalty and devotion.
Serenity’s voice brought her back to the present. “Honey,” she said to Zachary, “imagine if we had a son as sweet as Sonny. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”
Zachary smiled, his tone warm and reassuring. “I would love to have either a son or a daughter. I’ve told you that a hundred times.” His patience remained steadfast, as he understood the pressure Serenity felt. He recognized her desire to meet his family’s hopes for a daughter, but to him, that was irrelevant. What mattered most was that she felt supported, and he was committed to alleviating any stress she encountered.
“I hope my sister and Duncan have another child someday,” Serenity said reflectively, “so Sonny has a brother or sister. Being an only child can be lonely.”
She chuckled and added, “Even if we don’t have a daughter, maybe my sister and Duncan will.”
At this point, Liberty joined the conversation. “Having another child isn’t on my mind right now,” she said with a gentle smile. “Seren, don’t put so much pressure on yourself either. Look at Grandma York and your mother-in-law—they hoped for a…”
For years, I have been a daughter and have learned to let go of that Wi.