Chapter 3976-3980

Married At First Sight Chapters 3976-3980
Chapter 3976
Jasmine shook her head in disbelief. “Evan must have lost his mind, but it’s his problem to deal with. I’m just an onlooker.”
Even Serenity lacked the authority to interfere in Evan and Abby’s relationship drama. Serenity’s parents were indifferent to the situation, so what could she do?
Honestly, if Serenity hadn’t mentioned it, Jasmine would have completely forgotten about Evan and Abby’s complicated history.
“So, Abby really tossed his bouquet and jewelry into the trash?” Jasmine wondered aloud.
Serenity lowered her voice and leaned closer, adding, “Here’s the twist: Abby has several aliases, one of which is Changeable Fox. The woman Evan believes he has fallen in love with hasn’t vanished—she’s still Abby, just using a different name. And remember Bianca, the woman who visited last time? She’s actually Abby too. Bianca is an apprentice to Grandpa Silver Fox, but it’s all her.”
Jasmine froze, her eyes wide with disbelief. “Wait, what? But Abby doesn’t even resemble them. I’ve never seen this Changeable Fox, but I’ve met Bianca. We’ve had dinner together. They seem like two entirely different people!”
Serenity smirked. “That’s her brilliance. That’s why they call her Changeable Fox; she’s as adaptable and cunning as a fox.”
Jasmine was still trying to comprehend this information. “How do you know all this? Josh didn’t tell me anything.”
She turned around and mock-glared at her husband. “Why didn’t you share this juicy gossip with me?”
Since marrying Josh, Jasmine had grown accustomed to being in the loop about all the latest drama, her “hot gossip” pipeline always flowing. With nothing interesting happening lately, she had taken to reading novels to pass the time.
In the past, reading novels had been a way to

In her dreams, she envisioned herself as the heroine of a life filled with twists and turns. Now, her reality felt just as fantastical. Marrying Josh and creating a joyful life together made her feel as though she was living out her own story. However, novels had become merely a means to pass the time. Serenity chuckled at her friend’s indignation. “Do you really believe Josh has time to lounge around digging up Abby’s secrets? He’s been overwhelmed with work. Besides, no one even asked him to investigate her. Let’s be honest—if he did start focusing on Abby that much, you’d probably get jealous.” Jasmine burst into laughter. “Fair point. But didn’t Evan ask Josh for help?” “He did,” Serenity conceded, “but Josh chose not to get involved. And forget about Julian Bucham—none of them would dare challenge Grandma York’s silence. Grandma has never mentioned Abby’s identities, so they’ve all stayed out of it.” Serenity continued, “Actually, it was Zachary who figured it all out. He shared his theory with me, and I thought it made perfect sense. Later, I casually confirmed it with Grandma. It turns out she has known all along that Abby is Changeable Fox and Bianca. She just kept quiet because she was enjoying the unfolding drama too much.” Jasmine laughed until tears welled in her eyes. “Of course! Without a good show, life would be incredibly dull. Honestly, thank goodness for Grandma York. Without her, we wouldn’t have anything entertaining to discuss.” She paused and added, “Seren, if you hear any updates about Evan, you better let me know. I want all the juicy gossip.” Serenity grinned. “Don’t worry. If I have melons to share, you’ll be the first to know. We’re sisters—we’ll laugh, gossip, and enjoy melons together.” Jasmine chuckled again, holding her stomach as her baby kicked.

It felt as if the little one was chastising her for laughing too much and disturbing his peace. “Grandma York is something else,” Jasmine remarked, shaking her head with amusement. “She let Evan wander in circles, completely unaware that Abby was playing him the whole time. And she didn’t even intervene when he turned Abby down. That’s some next-level mischief.” Laughter bubbled up again, filling the bookstore with warmth and humor.

Serenity said with a wry smile, “If you want to upset someone, don’t let it be Grandma. Thankfully, she’s my grandma.” Among her husband’s family, Serenity held Grandma May in the highest regard. Grandma May had always treated her with kindness and understanding. Whenever Serenity and Zachary disagreed, Grandma May would instinctively side with Serenity first. Once things calmed down, she’d provide thoughtful advice, advocating for both sides. While Grandma May was technically Zachary’s grandmother, to Serenity, she felt more like her own.

Jasmine asked, “Are you planning to help Evan?” Serenity shrugged. “How could I possibly help him? Chasing after someone’s heart is something only that person can do.” She continued, “Zachary doesn’t like getting involved in his brothers’ personal lives. Unless they ask for his help, he stays out of it. In his words, his only focus is me. In his world, I’m his top priority.”

Jasmine chuckled. “That makes sense. I suppose we’ll just watch and see how it unfolds—unless Evan comes to you asking for a good word with Abby.” Serenity shook her head. “I wouldn’t speak on Evan’s behalf, and Abby knows that. She might test him or play hard to get, but she won’t let him give up so easily. When the time is right, she’ll accept his advances.”

pursuit. They will eventually end up together, although it will likely take longer than the one year Grandma predicted.” She added, “If Evan can’t win Abby over, then no one else’s words will make a difference. Honestly, Evan isn’t the type to lose himself in love.” Serenity then shared, “Abby once told me she admires Evan, not just because he’s exceptional, but also because of the values and culture of the York family.” Jasmine considered this and replied, “You may be right. But what about your other brothers-in-law? While Evan might be from a different branch of the family, your immediate brothers-in-law are closer. You can choose to overlook Evan, but you should at least show some concern for the others.” She teased, “I plan to talk to Josh tonight and ask him to keep an eye on your brothers-in-law. I’m curious to see how they handle relationships. Who knows, I might gather some inspiration.” Jasmine’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she continued, “You know what? After I get all the juicy details, I’ll write a novel about it! I’ll base it on you, your husband, and his brothers. There are nine York brothers, right? That’s nine unique stories, one for each of them. With real-life inspiration, the stories will practically write themselves. I bet they’d be a hit with readers. Who knows, I might even become the next queen of romance novels!” Serenity laughed and playfully pinched Jasmine’s cheek. “You’re dreaming if you think writing a novel is that easy! Sure, you could finish the first draft quickly, but creating something truly good takes time—months, a year, or even several years. Stick to being a carefree young lady. Spend your free time reading, gossiping with the neighbors, or just relaxing.” Jasmine grinned. “Why can’t I dream? Anyway, I don’t know much about Tatum and Elora’s situation.

From what I’ve heard, they are still stuck in the same situation. Tatum appears to be more focused on cooking than anything else, likely so engrossed that he has forgotten about Elora. With a tinge of envy, she remarked, “The men in your family are incredible cooks. Each one of them could easily be a professional chef.” Serenity smirked and asked, “What about Josh? How’s his cooking?” Jasmine shrugged in response, “It’s decent, but it doesn’t compare to your family’s skills.”

At that moment, Serenity’s phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and quickly answered. “It’s Sonny’s kindergarten teacher,” she explained to Jasmine. The school year had just begun, and Serenity had dropped Sonny off that morning. Jasmine gestured for her to take the call quickly, sensing it might be important. Serenity’s expression turned serious as she listened. Sonny had developed a fever at school, with a temperature of 38°C. The teacher had immediately reached out to inform his parents.

After the New Year, Liberty traveled to Jensburg again, instructing Sonny’s teacher to contact Serenity directly if any issues arose. So when the teacher called, Serenity picked up right away. “I’ll come pick him up immediately. Thank you, teacher,” Serenity said. The teacher replied, “Please come as soon as you can and take him to see a doctor. Many children have been catching colds lately.”

After hanging up, Serenity turned to Jasmine. “I can’t stay to chat. Sonny has a fever, and I need to pick him up from kindergarten. He’s been kicking off his quilt at night recently.” Despite Serenity and Zachary often tucking Sonny back under his blanket, they couldn’t always catch him in time, which is why he had caught a mild cold.

Serenity remarked, “The weather has been quite unpredictable lately. Some days it’s so warm that I don’t even need a coat. Just look at me—I didn’t even bring one today.” The daytime temperatures had been rising above 20 degrees, and with the sun shining brightly, wearing a coat seemed unnecessary.

Jasmine nodded in agreement. “Go get Sonny. When you return, call the family doctor to check on him. If it’s not too serious, try to avoid the hospital; there are so many patients and germs there, and it’s easy to pick up something worse.” Serenity was reassured knowing that the York family’s in-house doctor was highly skilled, so Sonny would be well taken care of.

After grabbing her bag, Serenity slipped her phone inside, slung it over her shoulder, and said goodbye to Jasmine. She hurried to the kindergarten to pick up Sonny, notifying the family doctor on her way.

An Hour Later

At the grand villa in Regent Residences, it was not the York family doctor who first saw Sonny—it was Lilian. She had come for a follow-up visit with Camryn and stopped to see Serenity afterward. By chance, she arrived just as Serenity returned home with Sonny, and Serenity asked Lilian to examine him.

Once home, Serenity took Sonny’s temperature again. A few minutes later, she removed the thermometer and frowned. “It’s rising quickly—39 degrees already.” It had only been an hour since the teacher’s call, and Sonny’s fever had spiked dramatically.

“Let me take a look,” Lilian offered. Sonny, clearly uncomfortable and drowsy from the high fever, leaned against Serenity while Lilian checked his pulse.

“Sonny has a mild cold with some inflammation,” Lilian explained. “His throat is red, so avoid giving him high-calorie or heavy foods. Right now, his fever is high. Give him some children’s fever medicine and try…”

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To cool him down more quickly, use physical methods. Keep him warm but avoid overheating, and provide a light diet. He should recover soon. Although Lilian diagnosed Sonny’s condition, she chose not to prescribe medication, recommending that the York family doctor manage it instead. When the family doctor arrived, he conducted a thorough examination of Sonny, despite Lilian’s assessment. Aware of Lilian’s reputation as a descendant of a famous miracle doctor, he left no stone unturned. The butler had already retrieved the family’s emergency medicine kit, which contained common children’s medications, including fever reducers, since Sonny frequently stayed at the house. After administering some fever medicine and a glass of warm water, Serenity held Sonny close as he rested his head on her shoulder, murmuring, “Auntie, I’m sleepy.”

“Go ahead and sleep,” Serenity replied gently. “I’ll hold you.” Cradling him in her arms, she added, “Let’s take your medicine first. When you wake up, the fever should be gone.”

Sonny murmured softly, “The medicine is going to taste so bitter.” Serenity smiled softly. “While medicine may taste bitter, effective medicine will help you get better.” With her gentle encouragement, Sonny reluctantly took his medicine, drank a glass of water, and went to the bathroom. Afterward, he nestled into Serenity’s arms and quickly fell asleep. Serenity stood up, planning to carry Sonny upstairs to his room.

“Let me carry him. You’re pregnant,” Lilian said, her tone both thoughtful and firm. Before Serenity could reply, the butler quickly intervened, saying, “Doctor Carden, Madam, please allow me. I’ll carry Master Sonny upstairs.” He stepped forward and carefully lifted Sonny from Serenity’s arms. As a guest and

As the family’s trusted doctor, Lilian should not have to handle such tasks. Serenity followed the butler upstairs while Lilian remained behind. For Lilian, Sonny’s cold was a minor issue, but her concern for the little boy led her to personally ensure he was alright.

In Sonny’s room, Serenity perched on the edge of the bed, gently smoothing the blanket over him. Turning to the butler, she said, “Thank you. Please assist Dr. Carden while I stay here for now.”

“Of course, Madam,” the butler replied with a respectful nod before exiting the room.

At that moment, Serenity’s phone rang. It was Liberty. The kindergarten teacher had sent a message regarding Sonny’s condition, and her voice was filled with concern.

“Seren, how’s Sonny doing?” Liberty asked anxiously.

Before Sonny turned two, he frequently caught colds and fevers. He had battled viral infections on several occasions, spiking high fevers for days. Liberty and Serenity had taken turns caring for him through those sleepless nights. At that time, Liberty had been heavier, but each time Sonny fell ill, the stress and lack of sleep took their toll, causing her to lose a few pounds.

As Sonny grew older and began practicing martial arts, his immune system strengthened, and illnesses became rare.

Serenity reassured her, “He’s running a fever. It was 38 degrees at school, but by the time I brought him home, it had risen to 39 degrees.”

Liberty immediately inquired, “What did the doctor say? Did you give him any fever medicine?”

“For 38 degrees, I would have just tried to cool him down,” Liberty added. “But at 39, he definitely needs medication.”

“It was perfect timing,” Serenity explained. “Dr. Carden happened to be here for a follow-up with Camryn and stayed to check on me. She examined Sonny and provided him with…

“Some medicine, and now he’s asleep.” As Serenity spoke, she gently touched Sonny’s forehead. “He hasn’t started sweating yet,” she noted, recalling from experience that sweating often indicates the beginning of a fever breaking. “Dr. Carden said it’s just a cold with some inflammation. His throat is slightly red, but it’s nothing serious. She didn’t prescribe anything herself but had the family doctor write a prescription. He was particularly cautious, likely because of her reputation, but she approved his prescription without any criticism,” Serenity added with a small laugh. The family doctor, who was older and highly skilled, had clearly felt nervous under Lilian’s watchful gaze. He wrote the prescription with meticulous care, and only when Lilian nodded in approval did he seem to relax. “I was half-worried she’d critique his work,” Serenity said with a chuckle. She sighed softly. “Sonny’s been kicking off his blanket at night. Zachary and I keep covering him, but somehow he always ends up cold.” Liberty empathized. “That’s just how kids are. Honestly, even adults do the same when they’re half-asleep and feel hot.” “Once he takes the medicine, he’ll recover quickly,” Liberty reassured her. “But make sure you take precautions too. Wear a mask when caring for him so you don’t catch his cold. You’re pregnant, Seren, and it would be a bigger issue if you got sick.” Hearing Liberty’s advice, Serenity nodded. “You’re right. I’ll be careful.” Relieved but still protective, Liberty added, “Take care of yourself. You’ve got two little ones to think about now.” During pregnancy, the options for medicine are limited. Most expectant mothers endure their colds rather

less concerning than before, so Serenity felt reassured. “I’m fine, sister,” she told Liberty. “I’m healthy and can manage this. Sonny gets particularly clingy when he’s sick—he depends on me, and I would worry if I didn’t take care of him. Plus, he would worry too.”

Given Zachary’s demanding work schedule, Serenity preferred not to burden him with minor issues like this. “Sister, don’t stress about it,” Serenity continued. “Sonny’s doing well. I’ll keep you posted. Even if he begs, I’m not letting him have any more high-calorie snacks to prevent this from happening again.”

Liberty chuckled lightly. “Kids get sick—it’s part of growing up. Just let me know when his fever breaks. And don’t allow your brother-in-law to pick Sonny up. I’m not home, and Sonny would rather stay with you anyway.”

Although Duncan adored Sonny and treated him as his own, when Liberty was out of town, Sonny naturally gravitated toward Serenity. She had been his constant caregiver since birth.

“Understood, I’ll inform him,” Serenity replied. On weekends, Sonny typically spent time at the Lewis household, where Duncan would take him out for fun activities. During the week, Duncan worked but often picked Sonny up from kindergarten after school, allowing him to hang out in his office. Sometimes, Serenity would pick Sonny up herself and text Duncan to spare him the trip.

With so many people supporting her, Liberty felt confident leaving for Jensburg to begin her transition work with Kathryn, knowing Sonny was well cared for. Serenity touched Sonny’s forehead again and noticed he was sweating.

“He’s sweating now,” Serenity reported to Liberty over the phone. The feverish redness in Sonny’s face had faded, and his breathing was calmer. His body temperature seemed to be stabilizing.

“Good,” Liberty said, sounding relieved. “Sweating helps reduce the fever. Just keep an eye on him, and if it doesn’t return, there’s no need to worry.”
“I will, sister,” Serenity assured her. “Go ahead and focus on your work. I’ll clean him up and make sure he’s comfortable.”
After hanging up, Serenity grabbed a tissue and gently wiped the sweat from Sonny’s forehead and face. Then, she sent a quick text to her brother-in-law, Duncan:
No need to pick up Sonny from kindergarten this afternoon—I’ve already got him.
Duncan called back less than a minute later.
“What’s going on, Serenity?” he asked, his voice filled with concern. “Why did you bring Sonny home early? Is he okay?”
“Sonny’s running a fever,” Serenity explained. “The teacher called me to pick him up. The doctor checked him out and prescribed medicine. It’s just a cold and a sore throat. But honestly, brother-in-law, did Sonny sneak a bunch of hot snacks?”
“Not on my watch,” Duncan replied firmly.
“Well,” Serenity said, “last Saturday, Hank picked him up and kept him for two days. When Sonny returned, he was begging for fried chicken, potato chips, and French fries. He even mentioned that his grandparents took him out for those snacks and warned him not to tell me because they know I don’t allow it.”
Duncan let out a frustrated sigh. “So, they let him eat all that junk?”
“Yeah, apparently,” Serenity confirmed. “I scolded him, but I think he overindulged, which is probably why his throat is so sore now.”
Hank, Sonny’s biological father, had picked him up that weekend. While Duncan was the stepfather, and a loving one at that, Hank still had the right to spend time with his son. With Liberty away in Jensburg, Sonny had been spending most of his time at

The York household was under Serenity’s care. Unfortunately, Sonny’s paternal grandparents frequently tried to make up for their past mistakes by spoiling him. They indulged his every desire, especially when it came to food. As a typical kid, Sonny couldn’t resist fried chicken, chips, and fries. At the time, he was ecstatic and unconcerned about the consequences—until now.