Chapter 4193

Married At First Sight Chapter 4193
Chapter 4193

“Well, I’m heading to Wiltspoon soon to visit my cousin, but I’m not sure if I’ll be welcome once I arrive. I also need to see Mr. Jimenez. By the way, Liberty, how is Mr. Jimenez doing? Is he in good health?”

Mr. Jimenez was the oldest person Kathryn had ever encountered. In her adoptive mother’s village, the oldest man lived into his eighties, with very few reaching ninety. However, Mr. Jimenez was nearing a hundred.

What was most remarkable? He didn’t just walk independently—he could still run, keeping pace with some of his old friends.

Liberty responded, “Mr. Jimenez is doing well. My aunt takes him for a walk every day. When he stays indoors, he sits in front of the cradle, gazing at my cousin’s baby. He could watch for hours.”

The bond across generations was profound.

For Mr. Jimenez, looking at Clive’s son felt like seeing his own great-grandson—the great-grandchild of the master he had served with such loyalty.

“Dr. Carden visits regularly to check his pulse and adjust his medication. He’s in good spirits. Dr. Carden says there’s no reason he won’t surpass a hundred.”

Mr. Jimenez had held on this long, driven by sheer determination.

Everyone feared he would lose his will to live after achieving his revenge. Even the old doctor estimated he had, at most, two years left.

But now, with Audrey caring for him, keeping him company, and surrounding him with family, his spirits had improved. He had great-grandchildren to spoil, and he was resolute about continuing to live.

Audrey insisted he needed to stick around at least until Liberty had a daughter, ensuring the Farrell family’s next generation.

He wanted to witness Serenity giving birth and see Leland and Elisa get married—he longed to watch the younger generation carve out their paths.

Finally reunited with the head of the family he had served throughout his life, he had good news to share. He envisioned the head of the family smiling, pleased to see his descendants thriving. Kathryn remained quiet. Mr. Jimenez would turn a hundred by the end of the year, and by next year, he would have surpassed the century mark. “I hope he lives to be 120,” she murmured. For a man like him, a long life meant that each year could potentially be his last.