Chapter 4083

Married At First Sight Novel
Chapter 4083
“Drive my car,” Abby said, inviting Evan to accompany her to the airport. Evan’s face lit up with joy.
“A car is a car—they’re all the same,” he replied with a grin.
Abby led Evan out of the house, and he hurried to open the car door for her. Ever the gentleman, he shielded her head with his hand as she climbed in, ensuring she wouldn’t bump it.
“You’re so thoughtful,” Abby remarked as she fastened her seatbelt, her voice tinged with admiration.
“Besides my family, you’re the only one I’ll ever be this considerate towards,” Evan said, glancing at her with a warm smile.
Abby briefly met his gaze but didn’t reply.
Moments later, Evan started the car and drove them out of the Du family mansion.
Soon after they left, Mrs. Du came downstairs. Spotting the gifts on the coffee table and realizing Abby was missing, she quickly called for the butler.
“Did Abby go out?” she inquired.
“Yes, ma’am,” the butler replied. “The second lady and the fourth young master of the York family left together. I overheard her mention they were heading to the airport to pick up Mr. Chouinard.”
Hearing this, Mrs. Du sighed in relief. “At least she didn’t forget to pick up Spencer.” She moved to the sofa and sat down.
She wasn’t particularly surprised that Evan had been discharged from the hospital so quickly. The fact that he was accompanying Abby to pick up Spencer only confirmed her suspicions—Evan was anxious. He clearly viewed Spencer as a potential obstacle in his pursuit of Abby, and Mrs. Du considered this a positive development. A little competition would remind Evan that Abby wasn’t obligated to be with him.
“Who’s driving?” Mrs. Du asked.
“The fourth young…

“Yes, master,” the butler replied.
Mrs. Du nodded and then pulled out her phone to call Abby.
When Abby answered, her mother got straight to the point. “After you pick up Spencer, bring him home to settle in, and we’ll have dinner together.”
Abby frowned at her mother’s suggestion. “Mom, by the time I pick up Brother Spencer, it’ll be noon. We won’t get back to the city until late afternoon. Do you really want him to go hungry that whole time? I’ll take him to grab something to eat near the airport first, then we’ll head back to the city.”
Unfazed, Mrs. Du responded, “That’s fine for lunch, but Spencer must have dinner at our house. He’ll stay here too. I’ve already discussed it with my best friend—Spencer will stay with us until his house is cleaned and ventilated.”
Abby hesitated. “Mom, I already booked a hotel room for him. He can move into our house after checking out of the hotel.”
“Abby,” Mrs. Du said firmly, “Spencer is my godson. I won’t let him stay in a hotel. He’s family. And remember how warmly his family treats you whenever you visit them abroad? You’ve always stayed with the Chouinards—they’ve never sent you to a hotel. I can’t let him think we’re less hospitable.”
Abby fell silent for a moment before conceding. “Fine, Mom. I’ll call the hotel to cancel the reservation and let Brother Spencer stay with us for a few days. I’ll leave dinner arrangements to you.”
Mrs. Du’s tone softened with satisfaction. “That’s more like it. I’ll ask the kitchen to prepare some of Spencer’s favorite dishes tonight. I’ll also invite your brothers to join us for dinner—they can share a drink with him. Spencer rarely comes back, and as his godmother, I want to give him a proper welcome.”
Abby nodded, even though her mother couldn’t see it.

“Alright, Mom. I’m fine with whatever you want to arrange.” Weekends were typically hectic for Abby and her siblings, but they always made time to come together for dinner. After all, Spencer’s return was a momentous occasion.