Chapter 4019

Married At First Sight Chapter 4019
Chapter 4019
Abby paused for a moment before speaking. “Evan, you don’t like spicy food, and drinking a bowl of ginger soup feels like swallowing poison to you. Don’t force yourself. Just leave and stop appearing in front of me or my family.”
Her voice was calm yet carried a sense of finality. “The person you love… it has never been me.”
Evan had always been infatuated with Fox.
Although Fox was merely one of Abby’s disguises, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Evan’s heart did not belong to her—the real her.
For the first time in her life, Abby found herself feeling jealous of… herself.
Without saying another word, she rolled up the car window and drove away.
Evan wasted no time; he got back into his car and followed her, maintaining a distance but refusing to lose sight of her.
Abby had initially intended to call her friends and go shopping, hoping their company would help distract her. However, upon noticing Evan’s car stubbornly trailing her, she changed her mind and headed straight home instead.
The Du family mansion came into view, and Abby’s car disappeared into the driveway.
Unsurprisingly, Evan’s car was halted at the gate.
Fortunately, Mrs. Du and the rest of the family were not home; otherwise, the situation could have escalated further.
Evan remained outside, sitting in his car for what felt like an eternity. Eventually, one of the mansion’s security guards approached and knocked on his window. Thinking Abby had sent someone to invite him inside, Evan eagerly rolled it down.
However, the guard’s words struck him like a cold slap to the face.
“Young Master York, the second young lady asked me to tell you to leave. She doesn’t want anything to do with you anymore. She said the person you truly love isn’t her, so please stop following her. She’ll find a

new boyfriend soon. “For your own good, don’t push yourself any further.” Evan’s sharp features darkened, yet he remained silent and rolled the window back up.

Time dragged on. Half an hour passed, and Abby still hadn’t come out. She hadn’t sent anyone to invite him in, either. He sat there, feeling cold, hungry, and thirsty.

Out of desperation, Evan picked up his phone and called Zachary. After several attempts, Zachary finally answered.

“What is it, Evan?” Zachary’s tone was a mix of irritation and fatigue. To him, Evan was the most hopeless of his younger brothers when it came to relationships. Each time, Evan would come to him in tears seeking advice. However, since Zachary wasn’t the one pursuing Abby, why should it be his problem?

“Brother,” Evan began, his voice low and strained. “I just… I need someone to talk to.”

Zachary sighed, barely hiding his annoyance. “If you want to talk, call Grandma. She’ll keep you chatting until morning. I don’t have the time or patience for this.”

Yet, his concern ultimately prevailed. “How’s it going in Huyoniville?” he asked, though his tone lacked enthusiasm.

Evan let out a bitter laugh. “Brother, you saw this coming a mile away, didn’t you? You told me Grandma wouldn’t set me up to fail, but here I am—completely trapped. She played me, and I fell for it.”

“That’s on you for being so clueless,” Zachary shot back. “Did you think I was going to spell it out for you? If I had, Grandma would’ve come after me instead. Let me tell you something—when your sister-in-law and I were at odds, Grandma always sided with her. She never hesitated to call me out or give me a piece of her mind. And don’t even get me started on the times she smacked some sense into me.”

Of course, being the

Being the eldest brother came with its advantages. He was less likely to get into trouble compared to his younger siblings. When Zachary was younger, he maintained a calm and composed demeanor that was appropriate for the eldest son. In contrast, his younger brothers were a rambunctious group of troublemakers who frequently faced reprimands or discipline from their grandparents. Despite their constant mischief, the younger brothers still enjoyed spending time with their grandparents.