Married At First Sight Chapter 4181
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Kathryn looked up at Pedro. “I want to touch your face,” she said.
Pedro’s expression was tense, his features hardened with anger. But after a moment, he leaned down, letting her reach him easily.
She ran her fingers across his face. “Your face is as hard as marble. So handsome, yet so rigid. I don’t like seeing you like this. I prefer when you’re gentle, like jade.”
Pedro’s voice was low and firm. “Miss, I’m not gentle like jade.”
Years of brutal training at the base had shaped him into a hardened soldier. Gentleness was not in his nature.
Yet, when he was in a good mood, his sharp edges softened.
To her, he was always handsome, always polite. To her, he was gentle like jade.
And as she spoke, the tension in his face eased.
“Pedro, don’t be angry,” Kathryn said, her tone light. “Look at me—I’m fine. I still have both my legs, my arms, and my head. They didn’t chop me up and feed me to the fish. I knew their timing. I let them scratch my arm, nothing more. They were first-time killers, inexperienced and mentally weak. They panicked and only managed to scratch me. I screamed on purpose—scared my eldest brother so much that he dropped the kitchen knife.”
Pedro was speechless. With a flick of his fingers, he tapped her forehead.
“Miss, do you even hear yourself?”
Kathryn’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “Of course, I do.”
She knew her brothers had never killed anyone before.
Neither had she.
Pedro’s gaze turned icy. “They actually planned to chop you up and feed you to the fish!” His voice was cold and sharp. “If it weren’t for you insisting on sparing them, I wouldn’t let them walk out of prison alive.”
Pedro had ways—many ways—to make sure those three brothers never left prison. But Kathryn didn’t want them dead.
She gave him a reassuring smile. “That’s what I mean. They didn’t have the guts to go through with it. Pedro, let’s put this behind us. My plan worked perfectly. I won’t worry about them anymore. Once I’ve recovered, once Liberty is settled and secure, we’ll leave.”
She exhaled slowly. “I have my own company. I want to move out of Jensburg. Aside from visiting my mother’s grave during the Qingming Festival, I never want to come back.”
Before Pedro could respond, she continued, “Pedro, where should we go? I want to live somewhere warm. Jensburg is freezing. Last night, I thought I’d die from the cold. When I was little, no one bought me warm clothes. I had to wear secondhand rags, and I nearly froze to death every winter. I survived over twenty brutal winters by luck alone.”
She paused, lost in thought.
As a child, her adoptive mother forced her to wash the family’s clothes by the river—even in winter.
Even when the river froze over, she had to haul water from the well to scrub the laundry.
The winter water was ice-cold, stabbing her hands with pain every time she dipped them in.
If she hesitated, her adoptive mother would lash her with a whip. The pain was unbearable, but her mother never showed a shred of remorse.
The villagers were the only ones who ever intervened, stopping the beatings when they could.
After too many complaints, even from the village head and the Women’s Federation, her mother stopped hitting her in public.
But the abuse continued behind closed doors.
Her adoptive brothers beat her too.
No matter how hard she worked, no matter how much she did for them, the beatings never stopped.
Other mothers loved their children.
Hers never did.
And at a young age, she was forced to accept that cruel reality.
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Kathryn had fought back.
At first, when her adoptive brothers beat her, she resisted with everything she had.
They were older and stronger, but she refused to go down without a fight. She threw anything she could get her hands on at them.
One time, she even grabbed a hatchet and chased them across the village.
They were terrified.
Even when her adoptive mother tried to punish her on their behalf, Kathryn didn’t back down—she raised the hatchet and swung at her, too.
Her defiance finally shocked them into submission.
After that, they never dared to lay a hand on her again.
But she still had to live in that house, relying on them for food and shelter. The abuse didn’t stop—it just took different forms. She was always hungry, always cold, never given decent clothes or a proper place to sleep.
And her adoptive father, the man who had brought her into that family, never once stepped in. He never defended her.
Kathryn hated him the most.
When he was sent to prison, he later died of a so-called “illness” behind bars.
But Kathryn knew the truth—her biological mother had arranged for his death.
She felt nothing. No sympathy, no pity. If anything, she thought death was too easy for him.
When she returned to the Farrell family, her adoptive mother and brothers tried to latch onto her, desperate to drain her dry.
She never gave them the chance.
By the time she reunited with the Farrells, she had already built a successful business and was worth tens of millions.
She had kept it a secret from her adoptive family. She had no intention of helping them. No intention of repaying them.
They had tormented her for years—why should she lift a finger for them?
She wasn’t a saint.
Pedro gently touched her face, his heart aching. “Miss, none of that will ever happen again.”
Then he stood up, grabbed some ice, and carefully pressed it against her swollen skin.
“The swelling has gone down a lot,” he said.
When she had been beaten, her face was badly bruised.
But after a night of Pedro tending to her with ice packs, the redness had faded significantly.
Pedro said, “Miss doesn’t like cold winters. How about Wiltspoon? Or Annenburg? It doesn’t get too cold there, but summer lasts forever—seven or eight months of heat.”
Kathryn thought for a moment. “If it’s too hot, we can turn on the air conditioner. But the cold? If there’s no proper heating, it’s unbearable.”
Maybe it was because of everything she had endured as a child, but winter always haunted her.
She used to suffer from frostbite every year.
It wasn’t until she built her business and became wealthy that she finally had warmth—heated buildings, a car to get around.
She never got frostbite again.
Kathryn looked at Pedro. “Let’s go to Annenburg. Maybe we can build a house near FC Manor. I want to live next to the Johnson family.”
Pedro frowned slightly. “Why not Wiltspoon?”
He had assumed she would choose Wiltspoon.
After all, she knew many people there.
Kathryn smiled. “The Johnson family’s little girl is adorable. Liberty has mentioned more than once that the York family’s matriarch has been visiting the Johnsons with her three daughters-in-law—just to spend time with that little girl.”
She continued, “The Johnsons have the same strong family values as the Yorks. I want neighbors who are well-educated and respectable. Wiltspoon is great, but my connections there are… complicated. It never feels entirely comfortable.”
Because she was Clarissa’s daughter.
And Clarissa had murdered Audrey’s mother.
Kathryn had chosen justice over family.
Audrey had assured her there were no hard feelings. But still, Kathryn didn’t want to settle in Wiltspoon.
Living near the Johnsons seemed like the better choice.
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“Okay, you can go wherever you want. I’ll be right there with you,” Pedro said firmly. “Miss, no matter what happens in the future, you can’t push me away again. What you did this time was way too dangerous. If anything had gone wrong, your life would have been at risk. And for what? For people like them? It’s not worth it.”
The three Janzen brothers had nearly killed Kathryn.
“There won’t be a next time,” Kathryn said with certainty. “This was the first and last. They’re not worth the risk. I only did it to repay my mother’s kindness—the little bit of maternal love she showed me before she was gone.”
She took a deep breath and continued, “I cut ties with them completely last night. Have you sent my father his pension money yet? Just give it to him all at once. I don’t think we’ll ever have any contact again.”
As soon as she said it, a wave of sadness washed over her. She had so little family to hold on to.
“Get some rest. Once your injuries heal in a few days, I’ll go see Mr. Janzen again,” Pedro assured her.
He wanted Kathryn to focus on recovering, not worrying about other things. He would handle everything.
Holden should consider himself lucky that Kathryn still had even a shred of attachment to family. If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have cared whether he lived or died.
After all, Holden had never treated Kathryn like a daughter.
There had never been any father-daughter bond between them.
“I think he’ll come,” Kathryn murmured before closing her eyes, exhaustion settling in. “Pedro, I need to sleep for a bit. I’m too tired. While I’m resting, don’t let anyone in.”
Liberty had said she’d visit after work.
“Oh, but if Liberty comes, wake me up,” she added.
Pedro gently tucked the blanket around her and replied warmly, “Okay, sleep now. I’ll keep an eye on the IV.”
It was another long day of treatment.
She had to be on fluids again, and the infusion would take hours—probably until evening.
Her body was still weak, and she drifted off quickly.
Now that her fever had broken, she finally slept peacefully.
Meanwhile, at the Janzen family’s old estate, Holden had spent a restless night.
Even when he managed to doze off, his dreams were filled with horror. He dreamt of his sons killing Kathryn, dismembering her, and throwing her body into the deep sea.
He dreamt of Kathryn appearing before him, covered in blood, pleading in anguish—asking why he, as a father, had let his children turn on each other.
What had she done to deserve this?
Even if she had made mistakes, did she really deserve to die?
He had known his sons wanted her dead, but he hadn’t stopped them. He hadn’t even warned her.
He had let it happen.
When he woke up, he was drenched in sweat.
He never fell back asleep. He just lay there, staring at the ceiling, waiting for dawn.
But because he hadn’t slept well the night before, exhaustion hit him again.
Now, he sat alone at the dining table, staring at the elaborate breakfast the housekeeper had prepared. His usual appetite was nowhere to be found.
He hadn’t touched a single bite.
Yawning, he wanted to rest, but he knew that no matter how tired he was, he wouldn’t be able to sleep until he got some news.
He had never liked Kathryn. He had even hated her.
But now that his sons had actually tried to kill her, a strange sadness lingered.
After all, she was still his daughter.
His own blood ran through her veins.
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Holden muttered under his breath, “Kathryn… you brought this on yourself. You pushed your brothers too far, and they couldn’t tolerate it anymore. You deserved what happened.”
He exhaled slowly. “When it’s all over, I’ll burn some paper money for you in secret, so you and your mother won’t be short on anything in the afterlife. I’ll make sure you have luxury homes, fancy cars, servants—just like you had when you were alive. Just don’t come haunting me in my dreams. I’m too old for this. I can’t handle the nightmares anymore. If this keeps up, I’ll break.”
“Sir, what did you just say?”
The housekeeper had walked in.
Holden quickly picked up his chopsticks and snapped, “I was sending a voice message to my son. Not talking to you. Mind your business.”
The housekeeper glanced at the untouched breakfast and hesitated. “Sir, you haven’t eaten yet? Was something not to your liking? I made all your favorite Cantonese dishes.”
Every morning, she woke up early to prepare his meals just the way he liked.
She had even worked in a Wiltspoon restaurant for years, perfecting the art of Cantonese breakfast.
“I told you—I’m talking to my son. I’ll eat when I feel like it. Go do your work. When I’m done, I’ll call you to clean up.”
His voice was sharp, his patience thin.
The housekeeper nodded and left. She understood that everyone had bad days.
Normally, Holden treated his staff well and paid them generously. A little grumpiness wasn’t a big deal.
Holden picked up a shrimp dumpling, but after taking one bite, he put down his chopsticks again.
He grabbed his phone and sent a voice message to Marco.
“Marco, how’s everything going?”
The message was delivered, but there was no immediate reply.
Minutes passed.
Then finally, a response came.
Before even opening it, Holden let out a relieved sigh. If Marco was responding, that meant the plan had worked.
It meant Marco hadn’t been caught.
Everything was fine.
But when he played the message, it wasn’t Marco’s voice.
“You’re Marco’s dad, right? He went out last night to take care of something and hasn’t come back yet. He even left his phone behind.”
It was Marco’s new girlfriend. They had been living together for a while now.
Marco had purposely left his phone behind—just in case his father called.
Holden had always contacted Marco through his younger brothers.
Hearing an unfamiliar voice made his stomach twist.
His relief vanished.
He immediately called back.
Marco’s girlfriend answered.
“Who is this?” Holden demanded.
“Dad, it’s me—Marco’s girlfriend. He said we’re getting married, so I figured I could start calling you Dad now,” she said sweetly.
Holden had no patience for this nonsense.
“Marco has been gone all night? He has more than one phone—why didn’t he take another? Why would he leave without a phone? What kind of idiot—”
“He got a call before he left,” she explained. “It seemed urgent. He put his phone down and rushed out. He probably forgot to grab it in the hurry. And… he hasn’t been back since.”
Holden didn’t wait for more.
He hung up immediately.
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Marco’s girlfriend stared at her phone in disbelief. “Did he just hang up on me?” she muttered, annoyed.
She was nearly twenty years younger than Marco, and if he weren’t rich and willing to spend on her, she wouldn’t have bothered with him.
Marco had promised her that once he and his sister won the lawsuit and reclaimed their mother’s inheritance, he would marry her—making her the official lady of the Janzen family.
As for Marco’s ex-wife and the three kids from that marriage, he had reassured her there was nothing to worry about.
His late mother had left money for the children, so Marco didn’t have to pay child support.
She knew Marco was originally the eldest son of the Farrell family, a name synonymous with wealth. But she never expected that even after the head of the Farrell family died, the inheritance wouldn’t be enough to support his own son’s kids.
Thinking about the massive fortune Marco stood to gain, she stuck by his side.
If she actually married him and had a couple of sons, she planned to sweet-talk him into writing a will in her favor. Once Marco died, she would take the money and disappear.
As for the kids? By then, his children from the previous marriage would be grown. They could take care of their younger siblings.
Her ambitions kept her from caring about Marco’s age. For now, she lived in a villa, drove a luxury car, and had tens of thousands of dollars in spending money every month.
Meanwhile, Holden had no idea about her true motives.
After hanging up, he immediately called his second and youngest sons. But both of their phones were turned off.
Something was wrong.
This wasn’t normal. They wouldn’t just shut off their phones.
Marco’s girlfriend had said he rushed out after taking a call, saying he had something urgent to handle. And now, he hadn’t returned.
Even if they had gone after Kathryn, it shouldn’t have taken this long.
And why would they need to turn off their phones for that?
Unless… Kathryn wasn’t dead.
And if she wasn’t, that could only mean one thing—his sons had been arrested.
Holden’s hands trembled.
He tried to steady himself, forcing deep breaths.
Maybe their phones had just run out of battery. Maybe there was another explanation.
Nothing could have gone wrong.
Kathryn wasn’t trained in combat. She didn’t have a private army protecting her. His sons had planned everything carefully. They had plenty of men with them.
The strongest person on Kathryn’s side wasn’t even in Jensburg.
The plan was solid. It shouldn’t have failed.
Holden set his phone down and poured himself a glass of water. He drank it slowly, forcing himself to stay calm.
Then, he picked up his phone again and called his daughter-in-law.
As soon as she answered, he asked, “Where’s Sage? Why is his phone off? Battery dead?”
“Dad, I don’t know where he is,” she replied, groggy from sleep. “He never came home last night. I waited up, but he never showed, so I just went to bed.”
Sage’s wife usually slept in until mid-morning.
She didn’t have to worry about the kids—the nanny handled their school drop-offs.
In the past, she had spent her days shopping or trying to keep her husband’s attention, afraid he’d cheat again.
Now, she was furious.
Not only had he stayed out all night, but her father-in-law had the nerve to call and wake her up.
“I don’t know which mistress he spent the night with this time,” she snapped. “Dad, you need to keep your son in check. He has a wife and kids! If he does this again, I’ll divorce him. My patience isn’t endless. I refuse to end up like my sister-in-law.”
Holden scoffed. “If your husband is cheating, that’s on you. Maybe you should take a hard look at yourself. Have you ever thought about whether you’ve done something wrong? Do you even care about him? If a wife does her job well, why would a man stray?”
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Amora was livid. She slammed the phone down, muttering, “Old pervert. Like father, like sons. No wonder they all cheat and keep mistresses—just look at their role model.”
If it weren’t for her young child, she would have left Sage a long time ago. Life would be so much easier, just like her sister-in-law’s.
A divorce meant splitting half the assets, and she wouldn’t even have to raise the kids alone. She could live comfortably without dealing with Sage’s nonsense.
The money from her late mother-in-law’s estate was enough to cover the kids’ education.
The truth was, Amora still had feelings for Sage. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have forgiven him after his first affair.
She had let herself be persuaded by her own family to give him another chance.
But now, he was gone for an entire night?
Holden felt his stomach sink.
If Sage hadn’t returned home either, then his sons’ plan had undoubtedly failed.
He had warned them—Kathryn had been raised by Clarissa. She wasn’t easy to deal with.
Clarissa had only died because too many powerful families had conspired against her, and the police were closing in. Rather than go to prison, she had chosen to end her own life.
Kathryn was just like her mother—ruthless and cunning.
Maybe she had known about the plot all along.
Maybe she had played along, luring his sons into a trap and taking them all down in one move.
Too cruel.
Holden forced himself to stay composed.
Once he felt steady again, he dialed Kathryn’s number.
Pedro answered.
The moment Holden heard Pedro’s voice, he knew his worst fear was true.
Kathryn was alive.
And his sons had failed.
The only question now was whether they were dead… or just captured.
If Kathryn had killed them, he would make her pay—even if it cost him his own life.
If they had to die, then she was going down with them.
“Mr. Janzen,” Pedro greeted him coldly.
Holden had never lifted a finger to protect Kathryn. He had known about Marco’s plan, but he hadn’t warned her.
In Pedro’s eyes, Holden was already dead to them.
Kathryn had even ordered him to send Holden his pension money in full—probably as a final gesture before cutting ties forever.
Pedro’s voice grew even frostier at the thought.
Holden took a deep breath. “Where’s Kathryn?”
Pedro’s tone remained indifferent. “The eldest lady is resting. If you have something to say, you can tell me.”
Holden tried to keep his voice steady. “She’s not going to work today? It’s late. Why is she still asleep?”
“Wake her up. I need to talk to her. I’m out of money. Tell her to send me a million. I’m her father—I’m old and can’t support myself anymore. As her parent, it’s her responsibility to take care of me. The nanny hasn’t been paid, and I need cash for cards.”
Holden deliberately made it sound like he had gambled away his money, hoping to mislead Pedro.
Pedro’s voice was ice-cold. “Miss Kathryn has instructed that she not be disturbed by anyone except Liberty—not even by phone calls.”
“That ungrateful brat!” Holden spat, launching into his usual string of curses against Kathryn.
After venting for a while, he added, “Fine, don’t wake her up. You have money, right? Send me some. I need to go out and play cards, and I can’t do that without cash.”
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“Mr. Janzen, I have no obligation to support you.” Pedro had no intention of sending Holden any money.
He also sensed that Holden’s call was more of a test than a genuine request for money.
Holden snapped, “Aren’t you going to marry my daughter? That makes you my son-in-law, and a son-in-law is like a half-son. A son should take care of his father. Transfer some money to me right now, or I won’t let my daughter marry you.”
Pedro responded bluntly, “Kathryn’s marriage is her decision. Even if I marry her, she controls the finances, not me. I don’t have any money.”
Holden scoffed. “Mr. Fraser! Are you even a man? Can’t you bring back the prestige of the Farrell family’s son-in-law? Look at what happened to me—I’ve been financially controlled ever since I got married. You’re heading down the same path. Let me tell you, the women in the Farrell family are trouble. You’d better not marry Kathryn. She’s even worse than her mother.”
Pedro’s voice turned cold. “Mr. Janzen, my relationship with Kathryn is none of your concern. You should focus on your own affairs. If that’s all, I’m hanging up.”
“Tell Kathryn to call me when she wakes up!” Holden demanded. “I’ve had a miserable life, and now I have an ungrateful daughter who doesn’t even acknowledge me as her father!”
Pedro didn’t hold back. “Mr. Janzen, you’ve never fulfilled your responsibilities as a parent. You don’t care about your daughter, yet you expect her to take care of you. How does that make sense? Besides, the family will clearly states that your three sons are responsible for your care. If Kathryn chooses to give you money, that’s her decision. If she doesn’t, she’s not obligated to.”
“To hell with the will! Legally, Kathryn is required to support me. If she refuses, I’ll sue her for neglecting her father. Just wait and see!”
Pedro remained unfazed. “Go ahead and sue if you want.”
Holden sneered. “Don’t be so arrogant, Mr. Fraser. I won’t let you marry Kathryn. You’ll end up like Mr. Dunn—spending your life like a lapdog at Clarissa’s feet. Assistants like you are nothing but lackeys.”
Pedro hung up. His heart ached for Kathryn.
She always said she had no real family ties, and it was true—her own relatives were ruthless to her.
In the future, Pedro would make up for it. He would love Kathryn twice as much. They would have two children, build a happy family together, and leave Mr. Janzen in the past.
After hanging up, Pedro turned to see Kathryn waking up.
“That was my dad on the phone, wasn’t it?” she asked. “What did he say to make you so angry that you hung up on him?”
Pedro put the phone down and sat beside her. “Miss, you’re awake.”
Kathryn nodded. “I woke up when the phone rang. I didn’t want to talk to him, so I pretended to be asleep and let you handle it. He must have called to test the waters.”
She knew her father was aware of her brothers’ failed plot against her.
“Miss,” Pedro said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Don’t let him get to you. He’s never treated you well.”
Holden was the most heartless father Pedro had ever encountered.
Pedro had lost his own parents when he was too young to remember them. He never felt the pain of their absence, but he had witnessed real parental love in others. Most parents cared deeply for their children.
Kathryn was simply unlucky to have one who didn’t.
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Pedro had seen what it meant to have loving parents. Kathryn, unfortunately, had been deprived of that.
“I don’t care,” Kathryn said firmly. “I don’t care at all. Did my father ask you for money? He’s not actually broke—he just wants to check on my brothers’ situation. He must have warned them not to act against me, but they didn’t listen. Now he’s waiting to see how things play out.”
She knew her father was aware of the assassination attempt.
He had probably tried to dissuade her brothers, but when they refused to listen, he let things unfold, hoping their plan would succeed so they could inherit a fortune.
Kathryn sighed. “The will states my brothers are responsible for his care. Since they have money, they won’t let him suffer. That’s better for him than anything I’d provide. Still, I won’t let my father starve. I’ll give him enough for basic living expenses, based on the standards of our hometown. If he falls ill, the medical bills will be split equally among us. That’s all I owe him.”
“He asked me for a million dollars,” Pedro informed her. “Said he needed it for gambling. But he’s not even a gambling addict. He just enjoys a luxurious lifestyle—good food, relaxation, and hired help.”
Ever since Holden had himself castrated, he could no longer chase women. Instead, he spent money on comfort and indulgence.
“Ignore him,” Kathryn said, closing her eyes with a yawn. “He’ll probably show up at the hospital later. I’m going back to sleep. The more I sleep, the sleepier I get.”
Pedro adjusted her blanket. “Get some rest. You’ve been too exhausted lately.”
As he reached out to check her forehead, he frowned. “Your fever’s back. You can’t take your next dose for another half-hour, but you should drink some warm water.”
Kathryn placed a hand on her forehead. It was burning again. No wonder she felt so sluggish.
“Fine,” she murmured. “Get me some water. I’ll drink more and go back to sleep after taking my medicine.”
Pedro quickly fetched a glass of warm water and handed it to her.
As she drank, she suddenly coughed. Pedro patted her back gently. “Miss, slow down. You’re choking.”
Kathryn shook her head. “It’s not that. It’s the cold. I was nearly frozen to death in that storm. This fever isn’t the only problem—I’ll probably be dealing with this cough for a while.”
Pedro reassured her, “This is the best hospital in Jensburg with the best doctors. I’ll tell them about your cough so they can adjust your medication.”
The doctor had prescribed just one day’s worth of medicine for her fever, planning to reassess her condition before giving further treatment.
Kathryn sighed. “Alright. Just let me sleep a little longer.”
Pedro sat by her side, determined to take care of her, no matter what.
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Kathryn studied Pedro for a moment before saying, “When I was a child, I was always cold, which made me prone to catching colds and coughing. Every time the seasons changed, I would have coughing fits that lasted a long time. But as I grew older, I took better care of myself. My immunity improved, and I haven’t had a cough in years. I’m not worried about it.”
She gazed at him tenderly. “With you here, I have nothing to be afraid of.”
Pedro gently pinched her cheek, his tone affectionate yet firm. “I’m still upset. I don’t want you taking risks, but I can’t stop you. Just get better soon so I can stop worrying.”
Pedro was her right-hand man, always following her lead in everything.
Even though they were in a relationship, he still adhered to her decisions.
“Alright, don’t be mad anymore. I won’t take risks like that again. Besides, if you keep frowning, you’ll age faster. You’re already a few years older than me—if you go gray before I do, we won’t be growing old together like we planned.”
Her teasing softened Pedro’s expression, and he stopped frowning.
“I’ll go get you some food. You need to eat before taking your medicine.”
As Pedro checked the time, there was a knock on the door.
Jim entered, carrying two insulated lunch boxes.
“Miss Farrell, Sister Liberty asked me to bring you this. Eat it while it’s hot.”
He set the lunch boxes on the bedside table and turned to Pedro. “Mr. Fraser, Sister Liberty wants you to take good care of Miss Farrell. I’ll be delivering your meals three times a day.”
Kathryn preferred having someone she trusted bring her food.
Jim, who had once been a bodyguard for Zachary, was now under Liberty’s employment. He had a good character, and Kathryn trusted him completely.
Given the situation, he was the perfect choice to deliver their meals.
The four bodyguards who usually protected Kathryn had been injured in last night’s confrontation with Marco’s men. Like Kathryn, they were still hospitalized.
“Jim, thank Miss Hunt for me,” Pedro said sincerely.
Jim nodded before quietly leaving.
Shortly after, Donald and his wife arrived, carrying a basket of fruit and several nutritional supplements.
Mrs. Queen didn’t hold back her frustration as soon as she stepped inside. “Kathryn, something this serious happened, and you didn’t tell us? Hayden was busy, so we came first. How are you feeling? Your brothers—those monsters—how could they do this to you?”
Her anger toward Marco and his brothers was evident.
Donald, standing beside her, also looked concerned. The Farrell family had many members, but Kathryn was the only one the Queen family truly respected.
“Uncle Queen, Auntie,” Kathryn greeted, trying to sit up.
Mrs. Queen immediately stopped her. “Don’t move.”
Seeing the bruises on Kathryn’s face and the bandage wrapped around her injured right arm, Mrs. Queen’s heart ached. “They’re inhuman. How could they hurt you like this?”
Her voice grew more serious. “Kathryn, if they try to frame this as a family dispute and push for reconciliation, don’t even think about it. They’re ruthless enough to attack you with a knife. If you forgive them, you’re just setting yourself up for another betrayal. They’d jump at the chance to strike again.”
Mrs. Queen didn’t know the full details—only that Kathryn had been hurt in a conflict with her three brothers, who had attacked her with a kitchen knife. To outsiders, it looked like a family quarrel.
“Auntie, I’m fine. It’s just a flesh wound. And of course, I won’t reconcile with them—this isn’t just a family dispute.” Kathryn briefly explained what had happened the night before.
Mrs. Queen was stunned.
Coming from a small, well-disciplined family, she had only ever heard about vicious power struggles in other households. Kathryn’s experience shocked her to the core.
Married At First Sight Chapter 4190
Chapter 4190
Maybe it was because the Queen family was close to Kathryn, or perhaps Mrs. Queen had always had a soft spot for her.
“They actually… You’re their biological sister!” Mrs. Queen gasped, disbelief written all over her face.
Kathryn gave a bitter smile but said nothing.
Mrs. Queen then frowned. “Kathryn, do you have a fever? Your face looks flushed.”
She reached out to touch Kathryn’s forehead and confirmed her suspicion. “You do have a fever. Mr. Fraser, have you told the doctor?”
Pedro nodded. “She developed a fever early this morning. It subsided after taking antipyretics, but now it’s back. It’s time for another dose.”
Mrs. Queen noticed the lunch boxes on the table and understood the situation immediately. “Mr. Fraser, go eat. I’ll take care of Kathryn.”
“Auntie, that’s really not necessary. I can eat by myself,” Kathryn said, feeling a little embarrassed.
This was the first time someone from her mother’s generation had cared for her like this.
Mrs. Queen wasn’t her relative, yet she treated her with such warmth.
“Your right hand is injured, and your left hand has an IV drip. It’s inconvenient for you. Let me take care of you—think of me as a mother looking after her daughter. My husband and Mr. Fraser can chat in the sitting area. If you need anything, we’re here to help.”
She opened the insulated lunch boxes, seeing that one contained a light meal meant for Kathryn.
Without hesitation, she began feeding her.
Kathryn, though initially hesitant, finally gave in.
During the meal, Hayden called to check on her condition. When he heard she was only suffering from minor injuries, he relaxed a little—but he still scolded her for taking such a reckless risk.
Kathryn chuckled. “It was worth it. Everything is finally settled.”
Hayden could only sigh. “Just focus on healing. If you need anything, let us know. The Queen family will always support you.”
Meanwhile, in another city, Holden was growing increasingly anxious. He finally made the decision to go to Jensburg City himself.
He had to find out exactly what happened to his three sons.
Would they be sentenced?
If so, how many years would they get?
He intended to hire the best lawyers to help them get reduced sentences.
But before anything else, he needed to assess Kathryn’s condition. The severity of her injuries would determine their fate.
Cursing Kathryn under his breath, Holden regretted not stopping her from returning in the first place.
He and his sons had underestimated her. They assumed that since she had grown up in the countryside—even though she had gone to college—she wouldn’t be a real threat.
More than that, they never thought she’d have the courage or strength to fight back.
“Grandpa, are you heading out?” the nanny asked as she saw Holden grabbing his car keys.
“Yes, I’m going to Jensburg City. I might not be back for a while. While I’m gone, make sure you do your work properly—no slacking off. The house is full of surveillance cameras. If I catch you being lazy, don’t blame me when your bonuses get deducted.”