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Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

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Married At First Sight Chapter 3937

Chapter 3937

"Goodnight, Mom," Abby said softly, offering her mother a warm smile.

As Mrs. Du turned the doorknob to leave, Abby suddenly called out, "Mom, if Evan comes to seeagain, would

you let him in?"

Mrs. Du's response was sharp and immediate: "I'll let the wolfhound take care of him."

Abby chuckled, her voice light. "Mom, you talk tough, but deep down, you'd probably smile and think he's

realized he actually loves me."

Mrs. Du sighed. "I'd have to hold back for a while," she admitted before quickly closing the door, too

embarrassed to face her daughter's knowing look.

Alas.

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Evan had always been the son-in-law Mrs. Du had envisioned for Abby. But now, if he truly realized he loved her

and ccrawling back, could she forgive him for the heartache he caused just months ago? Evan had hurt

Abby deeply.

Still, Mrs. Du told herself, Let the young people handle their own mess. After all, what were the chances of Evan

actually coming back?

But life often has a way of catching you off guard.

The next morning, while Abby was still nestled in her bed, catching up on sleep, Mrs. Du's phone buzzed with a

call from the security guard on duty.

"Who did you say he is?" Mrs. Du asked, her posture suddenly rigid as she sat on the living room sofa.

The guard replied, "Madam, he says he's Evan York-the fourth young master of the

York family from Wiltspoon. He's here to see the second young lady."

Mrs. Du's lips pressed into a thin line. She didn't need an introduction to know who Evan was, but today's

security guard, just a month into the job, clearly didn't recognize him.

"Tell him Abby doesn't want to see him," she said curtly, hanging up the phone with a sharp click. A cold smile

crept onto her face.

Evan, Evan. So, you've ccrawling back.

Didn't he once proclaim that he didn't care for Abby? And now, after all these months, he suddenly decided she

was worth chasing again? "What's got you smiling like that? Who's here? Someone Abby doesn't want to see?"

Mr. Du, seated opposite his wife and reading a newspaper with his glasses perched on his nose, noticed her

reaction. His curiosity piqued.

Mrs. Du looked at him, her tone laced with sarcasm. "Remember Evan York? The fourth son of the York family

from Wiltspoon?"

Mr. Du frowned. "Him? What about him?"

"He's here," Mrs. Du said with a huff. "The sboy who claimed he didn't like our Abby but spent months

chasing her anyway. And when she finally fell for him, he had the audacity to say he was just playing with her

feelings. If she hadn't stopped me, | would've flown over to Wiltspoon and given his parents a piece of my mind.

What kind of son did they raise?"

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Mr. Du's expression darkened at the mention of Evan. Anger bubbled beneath the surface.

"If Abby hadn't intervened, I'd have dealt with him myself," he muttered. "Even her brothers and cousins wanted

to teach him a lesson, but Abby insisted she'd handle it."

"Well," Mrs. Du continued, "he's back now, asking to see Abby. My guess? He's realized he has feelings for her

and wants to make amends."

Mr. Du folded his newspaper, setting it aside. "It's been months since he pulled that stunt, and he's only just

figured out he likes her now?"

"Don't get carried away," Mrs. Du warned. "He hurt Abby, and we can't let him off the hook that easily. Even if

he's realized his feelings and wants to win her back, we should make him work for it. He needs to understand

that our Abby isn't someone he can toss aside and pick up whenever he pleases." She paused, a mischievous

glint in her eye.

"Actually," she added, "let's stir things up a bit. Arrange a blind date for Abby. If we can't find someone on short

notice, let her cousins step in and act the part. Let's give Evan a taste of his own medicine. That'll show him

Abby isn't sitting around waiting for him to ccrawling back."

Her husband smirked, clearly entertained by the idea. Mrs. Du, however, was already lost in her plans,

determined to make Evan understand the value of what he had so carelessly thrown away.