Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

Chapter 3882

Married At First Sight Chapter 3882 Chapter 3882

It was hard to believe how far Serenity and Liberty had come. Serenity marrying into the wealthiest family and

becoming a high-society lady was already astonishing. But the revelation that both sisters were descendants of

the powerful Farrell family of Jensburg had left everyone speechless. As Mr. Brown sat in the living room, he

sighed deeply. "Go make snoodles. It's rare that Hank is hresting. Don't bring up unpleasant topics in

front of him. Honestly, if Hank hadn't gone after Jessica, things wouldn't have ended up like this." His voice was

calm but carried the weight of years of reflection. "Hank was a married man pursuing a young, naive girl. That

was on him. Everything Hank is going through now is his own doing."

Since Hank's divorce from Liberty, Mr. Brown had undergone a quiet transformation. Watching Liberty thrive

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while Hank struggled had forced him to confront his own failings as a father. Regret bechis teacher,

reshaping his perspective and softening his demeanor. Mrs. Brown opened her mouth to protest but stopped

herself. Instead, she let out a heavy sigh, rose from her seat, and headed to the kitchen. She busied herself

preparing noodles for her husband and son, a task she rarely undertook in the past. Back when Liberty was part

of the Brown family, Mrs. Brown never lifted a finger to cook. Whenever she visited, she'd simply tell Liberty

what she wanted, and Liberty would obediently prepare it. Mrs. Brown's only role back then was to criticize, even

after being served. Now, reflecting on those days, Mrs. Brown couldn't ignore her own mistakes. | gave up a

wonderful daughter-in-law and supported Hank's relationship with Jessica. What a fool | was.

Meanwhile, behind the closed door of his room, Hank wrestled with his emotions. On the surface, he appeared

composed, but deep inside, he couldn't shake the gnawing sense of loss. Knowing that Liberty was getting

married to Duncan today filled him with unease. He lay in bed, staring at his phone. The urge to call Liberty

cand went, over and over. But he couldn't do it. He had no right to interfere, no standing to object. On the

bedside table sat a photo frame. The picture inside was an old group photo with his classmates, including Liberty.

During their marriage, Liberty had cut herself out of most of their photos. But this one survived, a relic from their

youth.

Hank reached for the frame, his eyes fixating on Liberty's younger self. Back then, she had been radiant-tall,

slender, and effortlessly beautiful. Her youthful face was full of life, unblemished and glowing with natural

beauty. She hadn't needed fancy skincare products because she was simply young.

In the picture, Hank stood behind Liberty, looking down at her with an expression that betrayed his adoration.

His eyes, filled with affection, told the story of a man who truly loved her once.

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They had shared years as classmates, a deep love, and three years of marriage. And yet, in the end, he had lost

her.

Now, Liberty was about to marry another man. Hank could do nothing but stare at this old photo, consumed by

regret. He didn't even have the courage to call her and offer his congratulations. Instead, he clung to this frozen

moment in time, replaying what once was. "Liberty, I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice trembling. "I failed you. |

broke every promise | ever made. | let my selfishness ruin everything."

His eyes brimmed with unshed tears as he kept talking to the photo, as if Liberty could somehow hear him. "You

were so good, and | loved you so much. How could I let this happen? I'm sorry, Liberty. I'm so sorry."

Hank repeated his apologies like a mantra, pouring his guilt into the silence of the room. The photo didn't

respond, but it didn't need to. It was a reminder of everything he'd lost-and everything he'd never get back.