Chapter 3981-3985

Married At First Sight Chapter 3981-3985
Chapter 3981
Serenity paused briefly before saying, “The next time Uncle Brown and his family come to pick up Sonny, I’ll remind them not to give him too much spicy or irritating food. Sonny’s throat can become inflamed easily, even with just a small amount. He can’t handle it.”
As Sonny’s aunt, Serenity understood the dynamics of the Brown family and knew her approach would be more effective.
Mr. and Mrs. Brown would not argue with her since they recognized that she had Sonny’s best interests at heart. However, if Duncan were to bring it up, it might lead to misunderstandings. The Browns might perceive Duncan as trying to create a divide between them and Sonny. Sonny living with his mother in the Lewis household was already a sensitive issue for the Browns. Still, they acknowledged it was ultimately for Sonny’s future, so they didn’t openly object.
Mrs. Brown had once suggested to her son, Hank, that they should fight for custody of Sonny.
But Hank refused. After discussing the issue with his parents, they collectively agreed that it was better for Sonny to remain with Liberty since living with her provided him with a better environment.
Even after Liberty moved to Jensburg, Serenity stayed in Wiltspoon and cared for Sonny as if he were her own child, which gave the Browns peace of mind.
At least Sonny wasn’t living full-time in the Lewis household.
Although Liberty and Duncan were married, they hadn’t moved into the Lewis family home; instead, they resided in Liberty’s house, which eased the Browns’ concerns somewhat.
Understanding Serenity’s intentions, Duncan responded, “Alright. When they come for Sonny next time, remind them. Also, make sure Sonny knows he can’t eat too much of that stuff. If he wants it, we can fry some for him ourselves—it’s safer that way.”
Sonny’s favorite

Foods like fried chicken and chips were commonly regarded as junk food by many. “It’s better to prepare those treats at home,” Duncan remarked. Feeling restricted at home, Sonny would occasionally express his food cravings to his grandparents. Eager to please him, they would often give in. They would have granted him any request—fried chicken and chips were minor indulgences in comparison.

“I’ll check on Sonny later,” Duncan said quietly. “I’m currently meeting with an important client, so I can’t leave just yet.”

“Sonny’s fever is already decreasing, Brother Duncan,” Serenity assured him. “Focus on your work; don’t worry about Sonny—I’ll take good care of him.”

Duncan didn’t argue and ended the call, but he had already resolved to visit Sonny after his meeting. He planned to ask his bodyguard to drive him to Zachary’s house. Sonny was unwell, and Duncan wanted to see him in person.

After Liberty departed for Jensburg on the eighth day of the first lunar month, Sonny had stayed with Duncan for two days before moving to Serenity’s care. Duncan understood that his physical limitations made it challenging for him to care for Sonny effectively; he couldn’t match Serenity’s level of attentiveness and meticulousness.

To ensure Sonny received the best care, Duncan entrusted him to Zachary and Serenity, confident they would look after him well. Even though Duncan’s parents offered to take Sonny back to the Lewis family home, he declined. Sonny didn’t need his grandparents hovering over him; he was old enough to manage without their constant attention.

When Duncan asked Sonny where he preferred to stay, Sonny immediately chose his Aunt Seren.

Back at Zachary’s house, Serenity gently wiped the sweat from Sonny’s forehead before standing up and leaving his room. Downstairs, Lilian was…

long from now. Serenity felt a mixture of happiness and concern for her sister-in-law.

“That’s great to hear!” Serenity said, smiling. “I know how much she’s been looking forward to becoming a mother.”

Lilian nodded in agreement. “She’s really excited. It’s been a long journey for her, but she’s staying positive.”

Serenity could see the determination in Camryn’s eyes whenever they talked about starting a family. “I hope everything continues to go well for her. She deserves to be happy.”

“Absolutely,” Lilian replied. “We’ll all support her as she takes this next step.”

Just then, they heard a soft shuffle from the bedroom. Serenity stood up and walked toward the door. “I should check on Sonny again. He needs to rest.”

Lilian smiled. “Good idea. I’ll finish my tea and join you shortly.”

As Serenity entered the room, she felt a wave of affection for her nephew. She hoped he would recover quickly so he could return to his playful self.

the chaos, just like I do now,” Serenity replied with a laugh. “But honestly, I have a feeling I’ll have a daughter.”

Lilian smiled, appreciating Serenity’s enthusiasm. “That’s wonderful! It’s great to have dreams about family.”

Serenity nodded, her excitement palpable. “Absolutely! I just can’t wait to experience that kind of joy.”

Lilian admired her friend’s optimism. “Children bring so much happiness, even if they also come with challenges.”

“Exactly!” Serenity agreed. “But the love they give makes it all worthwhile.”

Lilian couldn’t help but think about her own experiences. “True, but I think I prefer my current situation. I can enjoy kids without the constant demands of parenting.”

Serenity chuckled. “Fair enough! We all have our paths to follow. Yours just happens to be a bit quieter.”

“Indeed,” Lilian said, relieved. “And I’m content with my decision.”

As their conversation continued, both women reveled in the unique joys and challenges of motherhood, each embracing their own journey.

“Of course,” Serenity replied with a brief smile. “But I trust what my master told me.”

Lilian, ever the doctor, preferred science over superstition, yet she chose to remain silent. She had heard a great deal about Serenity’s master and had even asked around; he was known for his exceptional skills. Nonetheless, Lilian held firmly to her scientific beliefs. After all, everyone has their own convictions.

Changing the subject, she inquired, “Did your sister go to Jensburg so soon? The New Year is barely over—it’s only the tenth day. Most factories are just reopening today, as are schools. They’re starting earlier this year, whereas in the past, it was usually after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.”

Lilian reminisced about her own school days when classes typically resumed after the fifteenth day of the lunar New Year. The earliest start was usually around the eleventh or twelfth day.

Serenity responded, “Kathryn is leaving Jensburg soon. She’s eager to hand things over to my sister as quickly as possible. Once my sister gets the hang of everything, Kathryn will step aside. The Farrell Group resumed operations on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, so my sister went to Jensburg early to prepare for the transition. She is about to take over the Farrell family and needs to familiarize herself with the family elders and manage a significant number of responsibilities.”

As Serenity gently touched her rounded belly, she continued, “If I weren’t pregnant, I would go assist her. But right now, everything rests on her shoulders. Aunt Audrey is getting older and only visits occasionally. She believes it’s best for my sister to take charge on her own—it’s both a test and an opportunity to earn respect. My brother-in-law can’t move around much, so he can’t…”

“Go with her. That would only distract her. Right now, my sister needs to handle this on her own,” she said. Lilian replied, “Even if you weren’t pregnant, you shouldn’t go. Your presence could hinder your sister’s ability to gain the family’s trust. Let’s not forget that she is already perceived as an outsider stepping into the role of successor. If she can’t manage the pressure or earn the respect of the Farrell clan, how will they ever accept her? There are undoubtedly other capable and ambitious family members waiting for their chance. The only thing holding them back is the Farrell family’s century-old rules.” She paused before continuing, “If your sister doesn’t rise to the occasion and Kathryn has lost the clan’s trust due to her mother’s actions, the family will have no option but to choose a new successor. But honestly, I don’t think you need to worry. Liberty may have only been back in the workforce for two years, but she was highly accomplished before that. She’s sharp, capable, and resilient. As long as Kathryn is genuinely committed to transferring the Farrell family responsibilities to your sister, there shouldn’t be any issues. Kathryn has always balanced optimism with ruthlessness. With Mr. Fraser by her side, they make a formidable team.” Lilian’s tone became more pointed. “Don’t forget—Kathryn has already dealt with her three foolish brothers and her biological father, who is obsessed with taking revenge on the Farrell family and claiming their wealth. While her father and brothers may be overly ambitious, they are not nearly as competent as she is.” Hearing this, Serenity smiled. “Doctor Carden, you’ve only just arrived in Jensburg, yet you seem to grasp the situation better than I do. You have more insight than I do!” Lilian chuckled. “That’s…

too emotionally involved. Your concern for your sister is clouding your judgment. And let’s not forget, they kept you in the dark for a while—they didn’t want you to stress over it.”

“You’re right,” Serenity admitted with a sigh. “I’m just worried my sister might suffer through all this. It feels terrible not being able to help her. The only thing I can do is take care of Sonny for her.”

“Doctor Carden, why don’t you stay a couple more days this time?” Serenity suggested.

Lilian smiled warmly. “I’m having dinner at your aunt’s house tonight. I’ll check Grandpa Jimenez’s pulse and prescribe him some medication. After that, I’ll head back early tomorrow morning—I have a surgery to assist with. I’ll probably be busy until mid-February before I can even think about taking a couple of days off to spend with my own baby. My master keeps teasing me, saying I don’t want to take care of my child because I’m always flying around treating patients. But I’m a doctor. If I don’t treat people, who will? That’s my calling. I can’t just stop healing others because I’m a mother.”

Serenity smiled and teased, “Are you just using Fabian as an excuse to avoid taking care of him? Deep down, you know he’s easier to manage now. He’s growing up and getting cuter every day. Sure, he still cries—that’s normal for a baby. He can’t talk or walk yet, so crying is how he expresses discomfort or desire. But once he starts walking and talking… oh, he’ll be a handful! Honestly, I think Fabian is at his cutest right now.”

Serenity spoke with the confidence of someone experienced in raising nephews. She had always loved children, especially babies just a few months old, finding them delightful.

irresistibly adorable. Lilian let out a small sigh. “I know all babies cry, but I just can’t handle it. It wears me out! Being a mom is no joke. However, since becoming a mother, I’ve grown even more grateful to my master. Although he has never married or had children of his own, he has become a father to me. He picked me up, learned how to care for a baby, raised me, nurtured my talents, and taught me everything I know about medicine. He may not be my biological father, but he has treated me better than any father could. I owe him everything. One day, I’ll repay his kindness tenfold. Even now, he helps take care of Fabian and trains my apprentice, Titus. Honestly, Titus feels like his apprentice too.” Whenever she had the opportunity, Lilian would step in to guide Titus, but for the most part, he lived with her master and several other elders who were shaping him. Serenity nodded. “Your master adores Fabian, and it’s clear that Fabian loves him too. Asking him to help with Fabian isn’t a burden—it’s a joy for him. Remember how he used to encourage you to get married just so he could experience the happiness of having a grandchild? Allowing him to care for Fabian is a form of filial piety. “And Titus is in excellent hands. Your master and the other elders treat him like one of their own. We can rest easy knowing Titus is with them; his future is secure. With their guidance—and the love and support of your siblings and other seniors—Titus will grow up strong. The kind of child they are raising won’t let anyone walk over him.” Titus had been raised among the elders since he was little, growing up under their watchful eyes. Serenity felt confident that, twenty or thirty years from now, when Titus was ready to pursue his own goals, those same elders would ensure he stayed on the right path and avoided trouble.

The decision to take Titus to the doctor had proven to be the right one. Lilian smiled softly. “It was fate. The moment I laid eyes on Titus, I knew I liked him. He’s incredibly smart.” At that time, Lilian had never considered marriage or motherhood. Her master had been insistent that she find an heir to carry on their legacy. While traveling to treat patients, she kept an eye out for potential candidates. Her master urged her to seek a young child, preferably an orphan, who could grow up alongside her. This way, the bond between master and apprentice would be strong, making the child more receptive to learning.

During her travels, Lilian encountered many intelligent children, but none resonated with her—until she met Titus. She felt an immediate connection. Even now, she believed that Titus excelled beyond her own son in learning medicine. Fabian, as the grandson of the Johnson family, might not pursue a medical career. The family’s legacy came with different responsibilities, and he would likely inherit those.

This left Titus as the one destined to carry on both her master’s and her own medical skills. “Titus is brilliant,” Serenity agreed. “I really like him too. He and Sonny get along so well—they’re like two peas in a pod. Growing up together, they’ll probably remain close friends. It’s always good to have someone to lean on.” Lilian nodded in agreement.

“Auntie! Auntie!” Sonny’s voice called from the staircase. “Sonny’s awake!” Serenity exclaimed, turning toward the stairs. She saw the little boy at the top and immediately walked over to him. “Sonny, are you feeling better? Are you hungry? Do you want something to drink?” she asked warmheartedly as she approached, her concern evident in her tone.

Sonny leaned into Serenity,

was waiting for her to hold him. His fever had made him clingy, seeking solace in her embrace. “Auntie, I want some porridge,” Sonny said softly. He hadn’t had much of an appetite at kindergarten earlier, but now that his fever was subsiding, his hunger was returning. All he desired was a simple bowl of porridge. Serenity lifted him and gently touched his forehead. His temperature felt normal, but to be certain, she carried him downstairs and got a thermometer. While measuring his temperature, she instructed the kitchen to prepare some porridge for him. “I didn’t have anyone make porridge in advance,” she explained. “So you’ll need to wait a little while, Sonny.” He snuggled closer and murmured, “But I’m really hungry, Auntie. Can I have a snack while I wait?” Serenity glanced at Lilian and asked, “Doctor Carden, is it alright for Sonny to have a snack since he has a cold?” Lilian smiled and replied, “He can, but just a little. Otherwise, he might not want his dinner later.” Serenity handed Sonny a small snack and asked, “How about this, Sonny?” “Auntie, can you feed me?” he asked, his voice filled with the sweet vulnerability of a sick child. “Of course, I’ll feed you,” Serenity said, her tone warm and indulgent. Whenever Sonny was ill, he became especially clingy, always wanting to be held, fed, and pampered. Serenity had cared for him since birth and was well-acquainted with these moments. She gently broke the snack into smaller pieces and fed him with tenderness. Lilian observed the affectionate exchange for a few moments before reminding her, “Seren, it’s been a few minutes. You can take the thermometer out now.” Serenity carefully removed the thermometer from under Sonny’s arm, checked the reading, and said, “37.8 degrees. The fever isn’t completely gone yet.” She

Lilian took the information and confirmed, “He still has a low-grade fever, which is normal. He has only received one dose of medicine so far, and his throat is inflamed again. Once he takes his next dose, his fever should completely subside.” She then poured Sonny a glass of warm water and handed it to him. “Sonny, make sure you drink more water, okay?” Sonny accepted the glass and replied sweetly, “Thank you, Doctor Carden.”

At that moment, the butler entered the room and addressed Serenity. “Madam, Mr. Lewis is here.” Serenity smiled and responded, “Please bring him in. Brother Duncan is always welcome.” Turning to Sonny, she added softly, “Sonny, your Uncle Duncan heard you weren’t feeling well and left work to check on you. Do you know why you caught this cold? It’s because you kicked off your blanket at night and ate too much fried chicken and potato chips. That upset your stomach, inflamed your throat, and gave you a fever. You’ll need to take medicine for the next two days to recover.”

Sonny blinked up at her with wide eyes, listening intently. Serenity continued, “From now on, you need to eat less fried chicken and chips. When you want some, just tell me or Uncle Duncan, and we’ll have the chef prepare it for you. But you can’t eat too much, okay? Overindulging in junk food can inflame your throat again, and you’ll end up feeling sick like this.”

Sonny recalled a recent shopping trip with his grandparents, during which they had asked him what he wanted to eat, and he had chosen fried chicken. He remembered enjoying a lot of it because it was so delicious. He nodded earnestly, though his understanding was still limited. “Auntie, I get it. I’ll eat less from now on. But if I really want it, will you really make it for me? You and Mom always say it’s junk food and won’t let me have any.”

Serenity’s expression softened. “If we prepare it at home, it’ll be healthier, and you can enjoy a little. However, even then, you can’t eat too much. The weather here isn’t suitable for consuming high-calorie foods like that, as it can easily make you sick.” Sonny tilted his head, curious. “Auntie, why is the weather here not good for that kind of food?”