Married at First Sight

"Then don't sleep. Come, uncle will hold you." Concerned that Serenity was tired, Zachary picked up Sonny. He started chatting with Sonny, finding ways to keep him happy.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

As Zachary patiently engaged with Sonny, answering all his questions with care, Serenity watched him with gratitude and warmth. She felt truly blessed to have married Zachary. Serenity's eyelids grew heavy, and before she knew it, she drifted off, leaning against the car seat.

When she woke up, she was back at Wildridge Manor, in her and Zachary's room. The room was quiet-Sonny wasn't there, and neither was Zachary.

Serenity sat up and reached for her phone on the bedside table. It was two in the afternoon. She had slept longer than she realized.

Upon waking, she felt a familiar pang of hunger. As her belly continued to grow, her once good appetite had only increased, making her feel perpetually hungry. During her prenatal checkup, the doctor advised her to eat small meals frequently.

Serenity got out of bed and walked to the window, pulling open the heavy curtains. Sunshine poured in. Winter in Wiltspoon was fickle. When the sun was out and cold fronts weren't blowing in, it barely felt like winter. But when the cold air came, temperatures would plummet. On some days, she would be sweating in long sleeves, wishing for summer clothes. By nightfall, she'd be shivering, bundling up in layers.

The inconsistency of Wiltspoon's winter often left her in a dilemma. She'd rush to buy warmer clothes, but by the time they arrived, the temperature would climb again, leaving her with clothes she couldn't wear.

After lingering at the window for a few minutes, Serenity turned away and headed downstairs to find something to eat. Just as she reached the door, it swung open.

Zachary stood there, about to enter. When he saw her, he smiled, "You're awake, wife. You must be hungry. I was just about to come up and tell you to eat something before going back to sleep."

"I just woke up," Serenity replied. "I'm starving. I'll head downstairs now."

Zachary took her hand. "I made a fresh meal for you. It's ready."

Since Serenity had fallen asleep after they returned, Zachary didn't want to wake his tired wife. They had eaten without her, and Julian

had brought his fiancée, Kiera, to visit the old lady. Naturally, the old lady invited them all to stay for the meat. Zachary hadn't asked the kitchen to save leftovers for

Serenity. Instead, after everyone had finished, he checked the time and prepared a new, hearty lunch just for her, so she could enjoy a fresh meal when she woke up.

"You didn't have to go to the trouble. I don't mind eating leftovers," Serenity said, already knowing he didn't want her to eat anything that wasn't freshly made.

"It's been a while since I've cooked

for you," Zachary replied. "This was a good chance for me to brush up my skills. Tatum's been cooking for his fiancée every day. When you love someone, cooking for them is a joy."

Serenity smiled. "How's Tatum's progress with Elora?"

"Not much yet," Zachary said. "But he told me that Elora admires him. As long as she admires him, winning her heart won't be too hard. Give him a year-our York men are alb exceptional and charming.

When Zachary praised Tatum, he couldn't help but compliment himself as well.