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Chapter 3971
“Why are you looking at me like that, Mr. York?” Abby inquired, noticing Evan’s intense stare.
Evan opened his mouth to reply, but before he could say anything, Abby’s phone buzzed on the desk. She glanced at the caller ID—her mother.
Abby sighed and answered, “Mom, is something wrong?” It was unusual for her parents to call during work hours unless it was urgent.
“Are you free this weekend?” Mrs. Du asked directly.
“What’s going on?” Abby responded cautiously.
“Just tell me first if you’re available. I need you to do something.”
“If it’s not essential, Mom, I’d prefer not to. I already have a client meeting scheduled for this weekend,” Abby said, maintaining a professional tone.
Mrs. Du scoffed, “Meeting clients on the weekend? Is the Du Group in such desperate need of business that you can’t even take a day off?”
Abby winced at the subtle reprimand. She knew her work habits frustrated her mother. Most days, Abby left before sunrise and returned long after her parents had gone to bed. Despite living in the same house, they rarely saw each other.
“Mom, just tell me what you need. If it’s important, I’ll try to rearrange my schedule,” Abby said, guilt creeping into her voice. Her mother didn’t often ask for favors, and outright refusal made Abby feel like she was disappointing her.
Mrs. Du’s tone softened. “It’ll only take one morning. My godson is flying back from abroad this weekend, and I want you to pick him up from the airport. He’s practically family—your brother, after all.”
Abby’s brow furrowed. “Are you talking about Spencer?”
Evan, who had been quietly observing, perked up at the mention of the name, his ears almost visibly twitching like a rabbit sensing danger.

danger.
“You only have one godbrother, and that’s Spencer,” Mrs. Du confirmed.
“And what about Victoria? Is she coming back too?” Abby inquired. Victoria was her godsister, someone she had grown up with but seldom saw since both Victoria and Spencer had been sent abroad for school.
“No, just Spencer this time. His company is assigning him to oversee all their domestic operations, so he’ll be around for a while.” Mrs. Du paused and added playfully, “You two haven’t seen each other in ages. It’s the perfect opportunity to reconnect. He’s matured so much—steady, successful, handsome, and still single. A perfect match for you, don’t you think?”
Abby’s eyebrows shot up. “Mom…” she began, already anticipating where this was leading.
Her mother continued, disregarding the warning in Abby’s tone. “Your aunt and I have been thinking about this for a while. Spencer would make an excellent husband for you. He’s just as impressive as that York boy, maybe even more. But unlike Evan, Spencer has always cared for you deeply. It wouldn’t take much for the two of you to transition from friends to lovers. And who knows, maybe even marriage!”
Abby’s suspicions were confirmed; her mother was playing matchmaker.
Meanwhile, Evan sat frozen, each word cutting through his composure like a knife. Abby’s mother clearly wasn’t subtle about her disdain for him or her preference for Spencer.
Married At First Sight Chapter 3972
Chapter 3972
Spencer had lived abroad for so long that he rarely came home. The idea of settling down and starting a family felt unrealistic. After all, if Abby and Spencer were to marry and have children, someone would need to prioritize family over work—and neither seemed willing to make that sacrifice.
Abby was deeply committed to

Spencer was ambitious and driven, which meant he was not the type to compromise his professional goals. This was the reason their parents had abandoned the idea of matchmaking years ago. However, with Spencer’s job transfer requiring him to stay in Huyoniville for the long term, everything had changed. When Mrs. Du’s best friend learned of Spencer’s move, she quickly reignited the conversation about a potential match. Eager to see her daughter paired with someone she trusted, Mrs. Du planned for Abby to pick him up at the airport to reconnect.

In the present moment, Evan suddenly interrupted the conversation, boldly declaring, “Auntie, Abby likes me. Don’t try to match her with someone else.” Abby glanced at him, her expression unreadable, and chose not to respond to his audacious claim.

On the other end of the line, Mrs. Du’s keen ears caught Evan’s voice. “Abby, is that stinky boy from the York family with you again?” she inquired. “He came by on the fourth day of the New Year, but you weren’t home, so we didn’t let him in. I thought he had given up, but here he is, bothering you at work. What’s his deal?” Before Abby could respond, Mrs. Du continued, “If he’s trying to win you back, you should give Spencer a chance. Let that boy know you can do far better than him any day.”

Evan overheard this remark and protested indignantly, “Auntie, I’m not stinky!” Mrs. Du scoffed. “You are a stinky boy. Anyone who upsets my precious daughter is a stinky boy.”

“Mom,” Abby interrupted, eager to change the subject, “it’s only Wednesday. I can’t confirm my schedule for Friday yet. Let me see if I can make time to pick up Spencer, okay?”

“Fine, but don’t forget,” Mrs. Du replied before Abby hastily ended the call. As soon as she hung up,

Evan asked, “Is your mom trying to set you up with someone?”
“What does it matter to you?” Abby retorted, her tone icy.
Evan, taken aback, struggled to formulate a response. After all, what claim did he have over Abby now? The painful truth was that she had once been his fiancée, but his own carelessness had driven her away. If he wanted her back, the path ahead would be long and challenging.
“How long have you known him?” Evan pressed, undeterred.
Abby raised an eyebrow, unimpressed by his insistence. “Spencer has known me since the day I was born.”
Evan’s expression tightened.
“Brother Spencer and I go way back—nearly 30 years. Our bond is special,” Abby continued, emphasizing her words to provoke him.
Evan’s thoughts raced. Mrs. Du’s earlier comments about Spencer being a perfect match for Abby gnawed at him. He couldn’t shake the feeling that this “Brother Spencer” posed a real threat.
Abby leaned back in her chair, feigning casual indifference. “Spencer is six years older than I am. My mom always says older men are more caring.”
“I’m older than you too,” Evan interjected quickly, his tone defensive.
Abby smirked, meeting his gaze. “Oh really, Evan? Do you even understand what you’re saying? Are you trying to pursue me again? Because if I remember correctly, you once said you could never fall in love with me. So why are you here, stirring things up?”
Evan opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out. For once, the usually smooth-talking man was at a loss.
Abby’s sharp question hung in the air, leaving Evan to grapple with the repercussions of his past mistakes.
Chapter 3973
Abby felt a surge of satisfaction as she watched Evan struggle for words. A mischievous smile played on her lips as she leaned in closer, her flawless

her brothers, their striking features captivating everyone around them.

She found herself mere inches from Evan, their eyes locked, and the air between them thick with tension. The closeness was almost too much to bear. Evan caught a faint, familiar scent wafting from her—delicate yet distinct. It wasn’t the fragrance of the Changeable Fox; that woman was always cautious, never wearing perfume to avoid leaving a trace. But this scent… it was something entirely different, hitting him like a bolt of electricity.

It was Abby’s scent—the same one from when he had first pursued her. Or was it Bianca’s? As memories rushed back, he realized that the fragrance undeniably belonged to both women. Abby is Bianca, he thought, feeling a sudden surge of certainty. Yet, he refrained from pressing her for answers. What would be the point? Even if he asked, she would never confess. And truthfully, he didn’t need her to. His grandmother’s words echoed in his mind: trust her judgment.

Grandma wouldn’t mislead him when it came to matters of the heart. She was aware of his feelings for the Changeable Fox, yet she had still encouraged him to pursue Abby. That affirmation was all he needed.

Evan mentally chastised himself. How could he have been so blind and naive? Unlike his elder brother, he lacked clarity. His hesitations and mistakes had cost him dearly, pushing away the woman he loved. But that would change. He decided to trust his grandmother and heed his brother’s advice. He would win Abby back.

The air between them crackled with energy, their breaths intertwining in the charged atmosphere. Abby sighed inwardly, astonished by how devastatingly handsome Evan was. It was no surprise; the entire York family was blessed with striking looks, and their wives were equally captivating. The genes were undeniably strong. Even the elder Yorks, despite their age, carried remnants of their youthful charm. It was no wonder that the nine young masters of the York family attracted attention wherever they went. Abby envisioned all nine of them, their striking features drawing admiration from everyone around.

They walked through a bustling street, causing chaos as people craned their necks for a glimpse. For a brief moment, she felt an impulse to reach out and touch Evan’s face, but she quickly dismissed the thought. She straightened up and spoke in a calm yet firm tone. “Evan, are you really considering pursuing me again? Didn’t you once say that the woman you loved was that girl, Fox? Isn’t she the one more suited for you? If you pursue me now, aren’t you worried she’ll find out and you’ll lose her entirely? Or is this just another one of your grandmother’s ideas?”

She leaned back slightly, her expression unwavering. “Listen, Evan. You don’t have to go through with this. Marriage isn’t what it used to be; it’s no longer determined by elders. Your parents don’t interfere in your choices, so why should your grandmother dictate who you marry? You should follow your own heart, not hers.”

Evan’s response was measured. “It’s true that she’s not the one getting married, but she has the wisdom to see what I couldn’t. In the end, you’re the one I need to be with—not her.”

Abby shook her head, her voice soft yet resolute. “Don’t force yourself, Evan. Marriage is for life. If you can’t love me, we would both end up unhappy, wouldn’t we?” She straightened up, turned away, and sank back into her chair. “Go home, Evan. Sincere or not, you’ve already hurt me once. I won’t fall for the same trap again. And don’t confuse me with Miss Fox or Bianca. I am Abby—the second daughter of the Du family.”

Her words were final. She pushed the bouquet of flowers and the jewelry box toward him. “Take these back. Whatever apology you think this is, it’s unnecessary. Our story ended long ago.”

Evan sat there, stunned, holding a bouquet and a set of jewelry.

weren’t nearly enough to undo the damage he’d caused. Abby was determined not to make it easy for him, and he recognized that she was justified in her stance.

Even if Evan was genuinely intent on pursuing Abby again, she wasn’t about to rush into anything. She required time to reflect, even though a part of her still harbored feelings for him. Meanwhile, Evan had overheard her phone conversation with Mrs. Du, which revealed that Mrs. Du was attempting to pair Abby with a man named Spencer, indicating that he now had competition.

When Abby firmly instructed him to leave, Evan didn’t argue or linger. Instead, he rose with quiet composure. “I apologize for disturbing you, Miss Du,” he said, his tone steady yet sincere. “I understand you’re Abby, the second daughter of the Du family, and I am fully aware of my intentions. You asked me earlier if I wished to pursue you again, and I want to be clear—I do. Starting today, I will do just that. Regardless of how you currently feel about me, I’m prepared to accept it.”

Abby’s heart wavered slightly at his words. The first time, she had offered him her heart, only for Evan to reject it. That was his mistake. Now, it was his turn to prove himself and to be vulnerable.

This wouldn’t be easy, and Evan understood that. Winning her back would take time, but he was determined to persevere. “For the record, my grandmother didn’t pressure me,” he added, meeting her gaze. “When it comes to marriage, she only ever pressured my eldest brother to marry my sister-in-law. Zachary’s situation was… unique. For the rest of us, she allowed us the freedom to build relationships and marry when we were ready. That’s not what this is about.”

Evan gestured toward the bouquet and the small red jewelry box on the table. “These are for you. If you don’t like them, feel free to throw them away.”

“I won’t take them back,” he said firmly. After a brief pause, he added, “You’re probably too busy for lunch with me, but tonight, I’ll pick you up for dinner. It’s on me.” With that, he apologized again for interrupting and left.

Abby watched him walk out of her office, feeling a slight easing of the tension in her chest. But then it dawned on her—she couldn’t keep the jewelry. Grabbing the bouquet and the red box, she hurried after him.

“Evan!” she called. “Take your things with you!” But by the time she reached the hallway, he was already gone.

Abby stood for a moment, muttering to herself, “He runs faster than a rabbit…” Under the curious gaze of her secretary, she returned to her office, attempting to act as if nothing had happened. Once inside, she tossed the bouquet and the jewelry box into the trash.

Then, an idea struck her. She pulled out her phone and posted a picture of the discarded items on her WhatsApp Moments, setting the privacy so that only Serenity and a few close friends could see it. She wanted Serenity to relay the message to Evan—loud and clear.

She didn’t have Evan on WhatsApp anymore. They had once been contacts, but after he told her he could never love her, she deleted him. Even when she returned from Wiltspoon, she kept her distance. She hadn’t added him back, even while using her aliases, Bianca and Fox.

After posting the update, Abby glanced at the jewelry box in the trash. Leaving it there felt… wrong. She picked it up. As for the bouquet, she hesitated before deciding to leave it for now.

Returning to her desk, Abby tried to refocus on her work. But minutes later, she found herself walking back to the trash can and retrieving the bouquet. Why not? she thought. She had already posted it on WhatsApp Moments, and Serenity would…

Abby made sure to inform Evan that she had thrown it away. No one would suspect if she retrieved it. The jewelry was too valuable to leave lying around. She carried the box into the lounge and securely locked it in the vault. The bouquet, however, found a casual spot on the coffee table in the reception area.

Once everything was organized, she returned to her desk and immersed herself in her work. Her phone buzzed with another message from her mother: “Don’t give in to Evan too easily. Let him feel the discomfort of chasing after you for a change.” Abby smiled at the message and quickly typed a reply: “Should I at least leave him an escape route?”

Mrs. Du responded promptly: “Absolutely, you should leave him a way out. As long as you end up with that boy, your future will be filled with happiness. I’ve seen many men over the years, and I still believe he’s the one best suited for you.”

Even though Mrs. Du had previously been upset with Evan, she couldn’t help but hope her daughter would win him over. In her eyes, Evan was already the ideal son-in-law. Abby smiled at her mother’s message but chose not to reply. Deep down, she understood her mother’s viewpoint.

Truthfully, Abby wasn’t as angry as she could have been when Evan rejected her. After all, his feelings had always been directed toward her—he just hadn’t realized it. Evan had been kept in the dark, misled by her multiple identities, manipulated without his knowledge.

Yet, when he believed he didn’t love Abby, he made a clean break. He confessed honestly and walked away without hesitation, ensuring she wouldn’t be hurt even more. Abby admired that quality in him. Now that she knew Grandma York had chosen her to be Evan’s wife, Abby couldn’t help but feel curious.

Why her? What led Grandma York to choose her?
Still, Abby felt grateful. If Grandma York hadn’t intervened, she wasn’t certain their paths would have ever intersected meaningfully. Without her approval, they might not have had a chance.
Meanwhile, Serenity noticed Abby’s WhatsApp post.
She wasn’t alone—Elisa and Jasmine had seen it too.
That day, Serenity stopped by Jasmine’s bookstore.
Jasmine, a passionate reader, had just received a shipment of new novels. As usual, she had devoured everything in the store and was always eager for fresh stories to explore.
A few simple snacks—melon seeds and peanuts—were on the counter, and Jasmine casually munched on the seeds while flipping through a book.
When Serenity made a phone call, Jasmine glanced up with curiosity.
“Evan, are you in Huyoniville?” Serenity asked.
Evan’s voice came through the line. “Yes, I’m in Huyoniville, sister-in-law. What’s going on?”
“Did you send Abby a bouquet of roses and some jewelry?”
Evan hesitated for a moment. “Sister-in-law… how did you find out?”
He was on his way back to his hotel, still several minutes away. His grandmother had tasked him with finding a house in Huyoniville, ideally close to the Du family.
Unfortunately, none of the Du family’s neighbors were willing to sell their homes. The best he could manage was a villa nearby, but even that was becoming difficult with the limited time he had spent in Huyoniville.
He had fared better with a car, though. He had already chosen one, paid a deposit, and was waiting to finalize the purchase. For the moment, he was relying on rentals.
“I saw Abby’s post on WhatsApp,” Serenity said. “Hold on, I’ll take a screenshot and send it to you.”
After ending the call, Serenity forwarded the screenshot to Evan.

which included the photos Abby had shared. While Serenity was occupied, Jasmine’s curiosity got the best of her. She opened Abby’s WhatsApp profile and checked the post herself. “Serenity, is Evan trying to rekindle things with his ex?” Jasmine’s eyes sparkled with interest, eager for some juicy gossip. It had been a while since she had anything this entertaining to discuss. She continued, “Just a few months ago, Evan insisted he had tried everything and still couldn’t fall in love with Abby. Now he’s pursuing her again? What changed? Did his precious ‘Fox’ turn him down? Or maybe seeing you and Zachary together made him feel pressured. Combine that with Grandma York’s nagging, and now he’s running back to Abby? What does he think she is, someone he can pick up and drop whenever he likes?” Jasmine was clearly not on Evan’s side in this situation. She had witnessed Abby’s pain when she pursued Evan all the way from Huyoniville to Wiltspoon. Abby had even asked Serenity for help, but Evan had been resolute. He apologized to Abby and made it clear he couldn’t love her because his heart belonged to someone else—Fox. “What’s so special about Fox anyway?” Jasmine muttered, shaking her head. “Does she even compare to Abby?”