Chapter 4008

Married At First Sight Chapter 4008
Chapter 4008
Mrs. Brown sighed dramatically. “Sonny, we’re leaving now. But remember, if you ever want something to eat, just call us. We’ll buy it and bring it over. And don’t forget to visit us on the weekends, okay?”
Sonny remained silent, refusing to respond.
Annoyed, Mrs. Brown shot Duncan a venomous glare. “Do you think you can just push people around because you have power? Let’s see how long that lasts. Bah!” She spat on the ground before her husband dragged her away, muttering under his breath.
Duncan stood motionless, his face an unreadable mask of cold anger as he watched them disappear.
“Uncle Duncan, don’t be upset,” Sonny said softly, tugging on Duncan’s hand to get his attention. His childish voice carried an unexpected note of wisdom. “That’s just how my grandma is. I remember when Lucas wanted to take my toys, and I cried because I didn’t want to give them to him. My mom stopped him, but grandma wouldn’t let it go. She yelled at my mom for a long time. I still remember it.”
The little boy’s words resonated with Duncan. Even at just two years old, Sonny had experienced the unfairness and favoritism of his grandparents.
Now, standing there at only four years old, Sonny reached up to gently touch Duncan’s face. “Aunt Seren told me that getting angry makes you age faster. Uncle Duncan, I don’t want you to age. You should always stay the way you are now.”
Then, with a bright smile, he added, “So don’t be mad, okay? I promise I’ll never eat the fried chicken grandma buys for me again.”
Duncan couldn’t help but laugh, though it was tinged with sadness. Being comforted by such a young child was both heartwarming and heartbreaking. He felt a pang of guilt for Liberty and Sonny—both of whom had

suffered under the cruelty of the Brown family. Then there was Hank, still harboring bitterness and jealousy toward him. Did he even realize how ridiculous he appeared? Hank had spent years prioritizing his parents and sister’s family, using his earnings to support them while neglecting his own wife and son. Yet now, he had the audacity to act like a loving father. The only positive influence in Sonny’s life was Liberty’s kindness and grace. Even after the divorce, she had never spoken ill of Hank in front of Sonny. Because of this, Sonny still held some feelings for his biological father—a natural connection rooted in blood.

Duncan tightened his arms around Sonny, his voice firm and reassuring. “Sonny, I’ll always be here for you. No one will ever bully you or your mom again as long as I’m around. I’ve got your back.”

Sonny nodded eagerly. “Uncle Duncan, you’ll protect my mom, right? And Aunt Seren too!”

Duncan leaned down to meet Sonny’s gaze. “Of course, I’ll protect your mom. But your Aunt Seren can take care of herself—you don’t have to worry about her.”

“Okay, Uncle Duncan,” Sonny said, a satisfied smile on his face. Then, tilting his head, he added, “Can you take me home for dinner?”

Duncan smiled back. “Already taken care of. I called your Aunt Seren on the way here. She said that after dinner, you can choose whether to stay at home overnight or go back to your aunt’s house. Whatever you want, I’ll make it happen.”

Sonny beamed at him, but then his expression turned thoughtful. “Uncle Duncan, we could live together, right? You could take care of me like a dad. But…”

Duncan’s heart swelled at the thought, but Sonny’s hesitation made him pause. “But what, Sonny?”

Sonny hesitated before blurting out, “Your house is… well, it’s kind of cold and lonely. My aunt’s house is so much

The atmosphere was much more vibrant. Other aunts frequently visited, and they were always so beautiful and kind to me. I really like them,” Sonny said. Duncan paused, momentarily at a loss for words. By “aunts,” Sonny was referring to Serenity’s friends, like Jasmine and the others. With a resigned sigh, Duncan thought to himself, “Well, I suppose Serenity’s house excels in that regard.” Sonny giggled, completely unaware of Duncan’s internal struggle.