Married At First Sight Chapter 4241
Chapter 4241
“The daughter-in-law that Grandma York chose for the Sixth Young Master—isn’t she the eldest daughter of a wealthy family from Annenburg, Province X?”
Elisa nodded. “Serenity told me the same thing.”
Remy smirked. “Well, both the grandmother and grandson seem to be enjoying themselves. We just have to wait for the wedding invitation.”
Elisa chuckled. “Exactly. We just need to wait. My mom even asked Grandma York to help find a wife for my second brother.”
Remy smiled. “Grandma York can help, but it won’t be as effective as it is for the York family. Your second brother isn’t one of them, so he won’t just go along with her arrangements.”
Elisa sighed. “We’ll just let things happen naturally. Anyway, I already have a sister-in-law and a nephew. If my eldest sister-in-law has another child in a few years, I’ll have a niece too. Whether my second brother gets married or not is my parents’ problem. As his younger sister, he wouldn’t listen to me even if I tried.”
Leland loved Elisa dearly, but when it came to major life decisions, he was incredibly stubborn. Even their parents couldn’t change his mind, let alone Elisa.
“I don’t even know if my eldest brother wants a second child. He felt so bad for my sister-in-law when she was pregnant that he wanted her to have an abortion. Everyone convinced him not to, but he was on edge the entire time until she gave birth.”
Now, the entire family adored the baby. Clive loved his son too, but compared to the rest of the family, his affection seemed the weakest.
Elisa often joked that her brother and sister-in-law were truly in love, while their child was just a happy accident.
Remy just smiled and said nothing. There wasn’t really anything for him to say.
After finishing their meal, he stood up to clean the dishes.
Elisa wiped the table, then followed him into the kitchen to help wash the dishes. He didn’t need her assistance, but she insisted.
“My mom keeps saying I make you do too much and tells me to be kinder to you since you work so hard,” Elisa said.
Remy chuckled. “This isn’t about making me do things. A happy home needs both partners to contribute. You work too, and you get tired. We should just understand each other.”
Remy never thought housework was exhausting, nor did he believe it was solely a woman’s job.
A home belongs to both partners, and both should maintain and care for it together.
“My mom likes you more than she likes me now,” Elisa pouted.
Remy laughed. “She treats me like her own son.”
It was mutual. When he brought Elisa back to FC Manor, his family treated her like royalty. Even the servants focused entirely on her, barely paying attention to him—the fifth young master.
Even his little nephews preferred Elisa to him.
Total favoritism.
But honestly, he didn’t mind it one bit. It made him happy.
Meanwhile, life was warm and peaceful for Remy and Elisa, but far away in Huyoniville, Evan was in a state of panic.
The Du family was determined to stand in his way, constantly setting Abby up on blind dates.
To make things worse, Abby had a childhood sweetheart who had recently returned from abroad.
Even though that guy had someone else in his heart and no romantic interest in Abby, the elders of the Du and Chouinard families were eager to arrange a marriage.
Unless Spencer explicitly refused to marry Abby, the families wouldn’t let go of the idea.
Spencer was a mystery. He was clearly in love with Victoria but refused to confess. Now, Victoria had given up on him, yet he still prioritized work over everything else. Evan couldn’t figure him out.
Evan even started suspecting that Spencer was getting some kind of benefit from the Du family just to mess with him.
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Chapter 4242
Evan had too much on his plate—dealing with both business and the constant obstacles in his pursuit of Abby was driving him crazy.
Luckily, the house he bought in Huyoniville was finally his.
It wasn’t right next to the Du family estate, but it was close—just one or two kilometers away. A short drive.
Right now, Evan was sitting in his car. A bouquet of flowers and a large red brocade box—containing a jewelry set for Abby—sat in the passenger seat. The back seat was piled with luxury skincare products, cosmetics, designer bags, and clothes—all for Abby.
But he couldn’t even get inside. All he could do was wait at the company entrance.
Ten minutes earlier, his biggest rival—Spencer—had driven straight into the Du Group building.
Sure, Spencer was dressed in work attire, accompanied by his secretary, claiming he was there for business discussions.
But Evan wasn’t buying it.
He had convinced his eldest brother to invest more in Huyoniville, set up a subsidiary, and put him in charge. He also wanted to discuss business with Du Group.
So why wasn’t he allowed in?
It wasn’t Abby who blocked him—it was Adalee. She was running Du Group now, and she wasn’t making things easy for him.
Frustrated, Evan pulled out his phone and called Abby.
She took a while to pick up.
“Abby, when are you getting off work? I bought tickets to the most popular Spring Festival movie. Let’s go together.”
“Not anytime soon. Didn’t I tell you? I have to work late tonight. Are you still waiting outside?”
“The temperature’s going to drop sharply tonight. It’ll be the coldest stretch since New Year. Don’t wait around—you’ll catch a cold again. Go home and rest.”
As she spoke, Abby walked over to the window to look outside.
Her office was in a high-rise building, too far up to spot Evan’s car. Without a telescope, she couldn’t tell which car was his.
There were plenty of vehicles parked outside—some for visitors, others for employees. Since parking was limited, those who couldn’t get a spot in the lot had to park in the open space nearby. As long as they didn’t block the main driveway, it was fine.
Evan, knowing he’d be waiting a long time, had parked strategically to avoid trouble. If security called the higher-ups to complain, Abby might actually have his car towed.
He couldn’t even be mad.
After all, he had been clueless about his own feelings for Abby for so long, hurting her in the process. Now, the Du family was making things difficult for him, putting up roadblocks at every turn.
At least after the whole chili pepper incident, they weren’t punishing him too harshly.
Everything they did was still within the limits of what he could tolerate.
His grandmother had once said she wanted to see him suffer while chasing after his love.
Well, she finally got her wish.
Evan was so frustrated with his grandmother that he could cough up blood.
But she wasn’t even paying attention to his struggle. She had moved into FC Manor with her three daughters-in-law and was having the time of her life.
She didn’t even seem to remember that she had a grandson.
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If Grandma were willing to come to Huyoniville and speak on Evan’s behalf, the Du family would show her respect and lighten his punishment.
But she wouldn’t come. The person who punished Evan the most was often his own grandmother.
Even during their phone call, Evan had cursed her in his heart hundreds of times.
Far away at FC Manor, the old lady sneezed repeatedly.
Startled, she immediately distanced herself from Avah, afraid of catching a cold and passing it to her. Then, she hurried off to find the fourth young lady of the Johnson family and asked Dr. Carden to check if she was coming down with something. She even took medicine just to be safe before daring to hold the little girl again.
After checking her pulse, Lilian reassured her, “Grandma York, you’re in great health. Even most middle-aged people—let alone young ones—don’t have a physique as strong as yours.”
Still, the old lady muttered, “I don’t know which of my ungrateful grandsons is cursing me in his heart. It must be Evan!”
After all, Evan had the worst luck when it came to chasing his wife.
He was probably sulking about her favoritism right now.
Lilian was speechless.
That was completely off-topic.
Meanwhile, Evan stepped out of his car, his gaze fixed on Abby’s office floor.
He had spent so much time waiting outside her company that he could now pinpoint her office’s exact location just by glancing up. He had counted those floors so many times, he knew it by heart.
The lights were on.
But Abby was nowhere in sight.
The distance was too far.
He wasn’t a clairvoyant.
“I’m not cold, and I’m not going home,” Evan muttered. “Even if I can’t take you to the movies, I’ll wait right here until you’re off work.”
He wasn’t leaving.
Especially not with Spencer inside the Du Group building.
Evan was sure Abby had been assigned to negotiate with him. The Du family was deliberately making things difficult for him.
And Spencer? He hadn’t come during the day but had waited until the evening, forcing Abby to work late.
Well, to be fair, Abby often worked overtime. If not overtime, then business dinners. As the Du Group’s vice president, she was constantly busy.
If Evan didn’t have so many brothers sharing his workload, he wouldn’t have the time to chase after her, beg for forgiveness, and try to win her back.
“I don’t know how late I’ll be working,” Abby said. “You should go home. Don’t wait.”
She wanted to add that she had dinner plans with Spencer after work.
But she held back. If she told Evan that, he’d be even more stubborn about staying.
“Abby, I haven’t seen you all day. If I don’t wait until you’re off work, I won’t be able to sleep tonight, and I won’t have an appetite tomorrow,” Evan said dramatically. “Actually, I barely ate anything earlier. Now, I’m starving, but I have no appetite.”
His voice carried a pitiful edge.
In truth, he hadn’t seen Abby all day. But claiming he had lost his appetite? That was an exaggeration. He just wanted to guilt-trip her a little.
Abby took a deep breath and tried to reason with him. “Seeing me isn’t going to change anything. Don’t stay out in the cold. Go home. I have a business trip tomorrow and need to wrap things up tonight.”
“You’re going on a business trip? Where? I’ll go with you.”
Evan jumped at the chance.
Abby quickly changed the subject. “I have clients waiting. I can’t talk anymore. Just go home, or my sister will see you and give you a hard time.”
Evan hesitated before asking, “Then… can I wait for you in your office? At least there’s heating in there.”
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Abby didn’t mince words. “It’s not a good time. I’ve got clients to deal with. That’s it—you should head back.” With that, she hung up the phone quickly.
She knew Evan could be persistent, but this was next-level clingy. How many days had it even been? Abby glanced at the date. It hadn’t even been a full month since work resumed after the New Year. Why did it feel like time was dragging?
Adalee had advised her to hold out for at least six months—no giving Evan any hope, no letting him off easy. Let him feel the sting of chasing her. After half a year, Abby could start to sprinkle in a little sweetness, just enough to keep him hooked but still working for it. Once she had him completely wrapped around her finger, she could finally let him in. They’d spend time together as a couple, and eventually, they’d get married.
The whole process would take at least two years.
After all, the one-year deadline Grandma York had given Evan had long passed.
Deep down, Abby didn’t blame Evan. She had too many secrets, too many layers she hadn’t peeled back. Even now, she hadn’t come clean about being Fox.
Evan had rejected Abby, not Fox. But Fox was Abby. They were the same person. Evan just didn’t know it yet.
If anyone had a right to be upset, it was Evan. He was the one who’d been played.
Adalee’s advice came from a good place, but Abby wasn’t going to follow it to the letter. Once she got through these next few months, she’d have an honest conversation with Evan. Then they’d decide where to go from there.
Abby loved him. And he loved her too—even if his initial feelings were for Fox. But Fox was just Abby in disguise. That meant Evan loved her.
Abby turned away from the window and walked back to the reception area, taking a seat.
Spencer had been watching her every move. When she’d been on the phone with Evan, she’d kept her voice low, but Spencer could guess what they’d been talking about.
“That was Evan, wasn’t it?” Spencer asked gently.
Abby nodded.
“He said he bought movie tickets. Wanted to take me after work,” Abby said casually. “I haven’t been to the movies in years. Honestly, I can’t even remember the last time I sat down to watch one.”
These days, if she watched anything, it was the news or business programs. She didn’t have the time—or the patience—for TV shows or movies.
“When I got here, he was already waiting outside the company. I think I saw a gift in his car—probably for you,” Spencer said with a smile. “Evan’s serious about you, Abby. You can’t hold the past against him forever. He loves you. If he’d fallen for someone else back then, would you really say he hurt you?”
“I’m not holding it against him, Brother Spencer. I didn’t expect you to stick up for him, though,” Abby admitted. “I’ve just been swamped lately. No time to deal with relationship stuff. But when I think about how he turned me down when I chased him to Wiltspoon… it still stings a little. Now, I’m just making him work for it. Is that too much?”
Spencer chuckled. “Not at all. You’ve been more than fair to Evan. I just want you to be happy—not like me and Victoria. Evan’s sincere, and you love him. You’re both into each other. As your brother, I want to see you two together, living a good life.”
Spencer and Victoria had their own issues. If they didn’t handle things carefully, happiness would be hard to come by. Their relationship was complicated, and that’s exactly why Spencer wanted Abby to have it better. If they couldn’t find their own happiness, at least they could hope for Abby to have hers.
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Abby looked at Spencer and smiled. “Brother Spencer, I didn’t expect you to speak up for Evan. He and I aren’t really love rivals.”
Spencer smiled back. “I’ve always seen you as a sister, and you don’t love me. It’s just my parents’ wishful thinking that we should get married.”
“I’ve just been going along with it to help you provoke Evan.”
“I admit that Evan is the right match for you. Your families are well-suited for each other.”
The Chouinard family’s wealth and status were nowhere near that of the Du family, let alone Victoria’s family.
In fact, it was because Victoria’s family was on the verge of decline that Spencer’s parents had changed their stance. They no longer supported his relationship with Victoria, seeing that nothing substantial had come from it.
People said Spencer and Victoria were like siblings, with deep feelings for each other.
But as lovers? Neither of them had ever said they were in love.
Abby asked, “Brother Spencer, Evan and I don’t have any serious issues. I’ll talk to him once I get through this busy period. But what about you and Victoria? Are you really just giving up? Aren’t you afraid she’ll marry someone else just to save her family’s company?”
The Chouinard family had the ability to help Victoria’s family—it all depended on whether they were willing.
Victoria had also spoken to Adalee, and the Du family was willing to lend a hand if needed.
Adalee’s mother was also concerned about Victoria’s family. After all, she and Victoria’s mother had been best friends for decades.
On the surface, Adalee’s mother supported a match between Victoria and Spencer. But privately, she was unhappy with Mrs. Chouinard’s attitude—how she disapproved of Victoria and refused to help her family.
She saw it as kicking someone when they were down.
Their families had been friends for years. They had worked together. Their children had grown up together—they were true childhood sweethearts.
And yet, when Victoria’s family fell into trouble, the Chouinards suddenly distanced themselves. They even forbade Spencer from lending her family money to get through the crisis.
The truth was, the Du family had already accepted Evan.
If it really came down to a comparison, the Chouinard family couldn’t match the Yorks. Spencer and Evan were, at best, equals. Surpassing Evan was out of the question.
Spencer sighed. “I just took over my responsibilities here, and I’ve been swamped. I can’t just leave. A phone call or a text isn’t enough for Victoria and me. We need to talk face-to-face. When I get some free time, I’ll go back, have a real conversation with her, and make my stance clear to my parents. In this lifetime, I’m not marrying anyone but Victoria.”
It was only after they separated that Spencer realized he couldn’t lose her. If he did, he’d regret it forever, and he’d never be happy again.
They had spent twenty, almost thirty years together. Their bond was deep—love, friendship, and family all intertwined.
She was already a part of him.
Abby felt relieved. “I’m glad you’ve figured out your feelings.”
When she got home, she’d call Victoria and tell her the good news.
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Both Spencer and Victoria were career-driven. Maybe that was why they hadn’t truly been together all these years.
“Brother Spencer, hold on a moment. I’ll call the security captain and ask them to let Evan in. It’s freezing outside.”
Even if Evan was sitting in his heated car, the cold was relentless. He wasn’t someone who handled the cold well. And yet, he had come here for her immediately after New Year’s. He had waited outside all this time. It couldn’t have been easy for him.
“Good. Call now. Don’t let him freeze. If he catches a cold, you’ll just end up feeling bad for him again,” Spencer said with a smile.
Abby stepped aside, called security, and told them to let Evan in.
She also informed the front desk, instructing them to have Evan wait in the VIP lounge on the first floor, where he could have some hot water and warm up.
After making the call, Abby returned to discussing business with Spencer.
Even though Abby had refused to go to the movies with Evan, he hadn’t left.
How could he leave when his so-called rival was still inside?
Sitting quietly in his car, Evan kept his eyes locked on the office building. Every so often, he tugged his coat tighter around himself. Even with the heater on, he still felt the chill and had to rub his hands together to stay warm.
Wiltspoon’s temperature had dropped sharply over the past couple of days. It was a late spring cold snap.
Every year, after the New Year, there was always a period of bitter cold.
But Wiltspoon’s weather was unpredictable. Three days ago, it was so hot people were wearing short sleeves. Then, after two days of rain, the temperature plunged. People had scrambled to pull out their heavy coats.
Huyoniville had always been colder, but this time, the cold was particularly brutal.
Without proper heating, it was unbearable.
Just then, a security guard stepped outside.
Evan recognized him—it was the head of the Du Group’s security team. The man walked over to Evan’s car and knocked on the window.
Evan rolled it down, and an icy wind rushed in. He shivered.
Not only was it freezing, but the wind was cutting, like a thousand tiny blades stinging his skin.
The security captain pulled his hat down over his exposed ears.
“Mr. York, Vice President Du has asked you to come inside. But you can only wait in the VIP lounge on the first floor. She’s still working late and doesn’t have time to meet with you.”
Hearing that, Evan immediately felt warmer.
He knew Abby wouldn’t let him stay out in the cold.
“Alright, I won’t disturb her work. I’ll wait in the VIP room,” Evan agreed, a smile tugging at his lips. Then he asked, “Can I drive in?”
The security captain figured there was no harm in it—if Vice President Du had already allowed Evan inside, driving in wouldn’t make a difference. He nodded. “Go ahead.”
Most employees had already left, so there were parking spaces available.
Evan thanked the security captain and handed him a pack of cigarettes.
The security captain hesitated for a moment, then accepted them. It was Huazi—top-tier cigarettes.
As expected of the fourth young master of the York family. Even the cigarettes he gave out were high-end.
The security captain turned back toward the security room.
Moments later, the company gates opened. After waiting for hours, Evan could finally go inside.
He drove through the gate, circled the lot, and found a parking space.
After stepping out, he grabbed the bouquet from the passenger seat. At first, he left the other gifts behind—he planned to give them to Abby only if he managed to convince her to get into his car.
But after walking a few steps, he hesitated, then turned back and took everything with him.
He wasn’t confident in his ability to get Abby into his car.
Even though she didn’t treat him coldly like she did others, her polite, distant attitude still cut deep.
Evan didn’t care what others thought of him.
But Abby’s opinion? That mattered most.
So, he decided—it was better to bring everything inside. If he couldn’t get her to leave with him, he’d just put all the gifts in her car instead.
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Chapter 4247
“Mr. York.”
Evan stepped into the office building, where a lone receptionist greeted him.
She’d already gotten a call from Abby. When she saw Evan walk in, she politely led him to the VIP room on the first floor.
“Mr. York, Vice President Du mentioned it’s cold outside, so she asked me to have you wait in the VIP room for a bit. Warm up, have some hot water, and then head back.”
Evan smiled gently. “I’ll wait here for Vice President Du to finish work.”
The receptionist nodded and didn’t press further. She’d said her piece. Whether Evan listened or not was up to him.
She was used to seeing Evan show up with flowers and an armful of gifts. Every time he visited, he brought something for Vice President Du. He never came empty-handed.
It had always been like this.
Evan was handsome, came from a good family, and had a way of making women feel special. Which woman could resist his charm?
Last year, Vice President Du had fallen for it.
But just when she’d started to fall for him, Evan had pulled back and returned to Wiltspoon. Vice President Du had even chased him there, only to come back disheartened.
For a while, she’d been in a funk. Everyone speculated about what had happened, but no one dared to ask her directly.
Then, at the start of this year, Evan came back, pursuing her again. That’s when everyone pieced together the story.
Knowing what had happened last year, the staff couldn’t help but side-eye Evan’s current infatuation. Was it genuine, or just another game?
When President Du put Evan in his place, the employees—especially the male ones who secretly admired Vice President Du—felt a sense of satisfaction. Some even wished they could teach Evan a lesson themselves.
Evan set the gifts he’d brought on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
The receptionist poured him a cup of hot water.
“Mr. York, here’s some hot water to warm you up.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Please make yourself comfortable. I’ll step out for a moment.”
Evan nodded, and the receptionist left.
He waited for nearly two hours before he finally heard footsteps approaching.
Evan quickly set down his cup and stood up, stepping out of the VIP room.
He saw Abby and Spencer walking side by side, deep in conversation, with Spencer’s secretary trailing behind. Both were smiling, looking relaxed and happy.
“Abby.”
Spencer suddenly stopped. When Abby paused too, he reached out to adjust her coat.
Abby froze for a moment, then chuckled. “Mr. York, you’re always so thoughtful. I noticed your coat was a bit messy, so I thought I’d fix it for you.”
Spencer smiled warmly, like a spring breeze.
“You’ve been working so late because of me. You must be hungry. Let me treat you to a midnight snack.”
As he spoke, Spencer reached for Abby’s hand.
But before he could touch her, a larger hand intercepted, pulling Abby aside.
Spencer didn’t need to look to know it was Evan.
His outstretched hand hung in the air for a moment before he turned to face Evan.
“Evan, you’re still here?”
Abby felt a wave of relief as Evan pulled her aside.
Sometimes, she couldn’t help but wonder if Spencer was trying to push their relationship into something more—even if it was just to provoke Evan.
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Abby worried that Spencer was overacting.
It was fine to talk, laugh, and share a meal, but she wasn’t comfortable with physical contact. It wasn’t because of Evan—it was because of Victoria.
To Abby, Spencer belonged to Victoria. She called Victoria “sister,” which made Spencer feel like family—her brother-in-law.
“I’ll wait for you to get off work,” Evan said gently. “Abby, are you done? Are you hungry? Let me treat you to a midnight snack.” He wasn’t about to let Spencer take that role.
If anyone was treating Abby, it would be Evan.
Before Abby could answer, Spencer jumped in. “Since Mr. York is offering, let’s give him the chance. We’re all hungry anyway.”
He made it clear—Evan wasn’t just treating Abby. He was treating Spencer and his secretary too. Spencer was determined to be a third wheel.
Evan chuckled. “Alright, midnight snack for everyone.”
Then, turning to Abby, he asked softly, “Are you coming?”
Abby, indifferent, responded, “Brother Spencer said he was hungry, so let’s go.”
Evan grinned. “Alright, I won’t argue. Abby, follow me.”
He led her into the VIP room, releasing her hand as they got closer. Picking up a bouquet from the coffee table, he handed it to her.
Abby glanced at the flowers, then at the gifts piled on the table. She frowned. “Evan, you don’t need to bring so much every time you visit. I don’t need them. Take them back.”
Evan smiled. “These are just small gifts, things I know you like. They’re my way of showing I care. Please accept them.”
Abby took only the bouquet. “I’ll take the flowers, but nothing else.”
Accepting the bouquet gave Evan a sliver of hope.
After all, last time, he had eaten so many chili peppers just to impress her and ended up in the hospital. The flowers were her little reward for his suffering.
As for the expensive gifts—those she wouldn’t accept.
She didn’t need them. Her closet was already packed with clothes, some still untouched. Her collection of designer bags and skincare products filled an entire room. And jewelry? Her family adored her, constantly showering her with pieces more valuable than anything Evan could offer. Her grandmother’s ruby set alone was priceless.
“Abby…”
“If you insist on giving me more, don’t bother treating me. I’ll have dinner with Brother Spencer instead.” Abby’s tone turned cold.
Evan backed down instantly. “Alright, alright, I’ll take them back. But at least let me treat you to supper. Give me a chance.”
He still had a long way to go in winning her over. But at least she accepted the flowers—that was something.
Abby turned and walked out, bouquet in hand.
Evan hurriedly grabbed the gift boxes, not wanting to waste a second. He needed to keep up with her before Spencer had another chance to pull her away.
As they walked outside, Evan made sure to position himself between Abby and Spencer. Whenever Spencer tried to move closer, Evan adjusted accordingly.
No way was he letting Spencer sit next to her.
Abby saw Spencer as a brother—didn’t he get that? Yet, he shamelessly lingered around her.
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Spencer couldn’t believe how territorial Evan was. The guy wouldn’t even let him stand near Abby.
Then again, if Victoria had a suitor constantly hanging around her, he’d probably act the same way.
Maybe Evan wasn’t so unreasonable after all.
“Mr. York, you must’ve been waiting a while,” Spencer said with a smirk.
If he couldn’t stand next to Abby, he might as well mess with Evan.
“As long as I get to see Abby, I don’t mind waiting,” Evan replied coolly.
“Brother Spencer, why are you discussing business so late at night?” Evan asked, clearly irritated.
If not for Spencer, he wouldn’t have had to wait so long.
Not that he minded, as long as Abby gave him a chance.
“Busy schedule,” Spencer said casually. “Abby and I have known each other since childhood. We’re old friends—I can visit anytime, right, Abby?”
He turned to her with a knowing smile.
Abby nodded.
“Abby, take my car,” Spencer said.
Before she could respond, Evan swiftly grabbed her hand. “Brother Spencer, Abby’s riding with me.”
Spencer raised an eyebrow and looked at Abby, waiting for her decision.
Abby pulled her hand free. “No, I have my own car.”
She preferred driving herself—her own pace, her own freedom.
She walked to her car, still holding the bouquet.
Evan quickly followed, opening the door for her like a gentleman.
Abby glanced at him. Twice.
Her lips moved slightly as she said, “Next time, don’t wait outside for too long. It’s cold in Huyoniville, not like your Wiltspoon. Don’t catch a cold and end up in the hospital again. I won’t have time to take care of you. I’m going on a business trip soon.”
Before Evan could respond, she got into the car and drove off.
Evan wanted to ask where she was going, but the opportunity slipped away. Spencer got in his own car.
Not willing to be left behind, Evan jogged to his vehicle, shoving the rejected gifts inside. Maybe he could convince her to take them after supper.
Ten minutes later, they gathered in a private room on the second floor of a hotel owned by the Du Group.
Evan handed the menu to Spencer. “Brother Spencer, you’re the guest—go ahead and order.”
Spencer slid the menu over to Abby with a smile. “Ladies first. Abby, you know the best dishes here.”
Without hesitation, Abby ordered several signature dishes. She didn’t need to check the menu—this was her family’s hotel. She knew the best choices.
As the food was being prepared, Evan poured tea for everyone. He looked at Abby and said, “Abby, you’ve been staying up late. Your skin doesn’t have the same glow lately.”
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Evan added, “You’ve got to take good care of your skin.”
He pulled out several sets of skincare products he’d bought for her and handed them to Abby with a smile.
“This is the brand you usually use. One of these is a new product that just launched. Give it a try. Whether you’re a man or a woman, you’ve got to take care of yourself and your skin. I use this brand’s men’s line too—it’s really good.”
Evan touched his own face. “Abby, look at my skin. It’s well-maintained, right? You can even feel it—it’s smooth.”
Abby chuckled. “If I touch your face, you’ll probably say I’m taking advantage of you and demand I take responsibility. I wouldn’t be able to clear my name even if I jumped into the Yellow River.”
Evan’s cheeks flushed slightly. “I’m not a rogue.”
Though, deep down, he wouldn’t mind if she did take responsibility.
Still, she accepted the skincare sets he’d brought, and Evan felt a sense of satisfaction.
Spencer’s dark eyes flickered, and he quickly steered the conversation toward the business collaboration between their families—a topic Evan couldn’t easily interrupt.
Every now and then, Spencer shot Evan a smug look, as if daring him to say something.
Evan cursed Spencer a thousand times in his head.
The mental tirade must have been potent because Spencer suddenly started sneezing uncontrollably.
“Brother Spencer, are you catching a cold?” Abby asked, concerned.
Spencer glanced at Evan and said, “I don’t have a cold. I think someone’s cursing me in their mind—and they’re doing it so fiercely that it’s making me sneeze.”
Evan finished his tea, poured himself another cup, and topped off Abby’s and Spencer’s cups as well.
“Everyone sneezes. It’s not like I’m the one cursing them all, right?”
“Besides, I have no reason to curse Brother Spencer. He’s Abby’s brother, which makes him my brother too. I’d never curse family.”
“Abby’s family is my family. I only care for my family—I wouldn’t curse them.”
Spencer was momentarily speechless.
This Evan—he was quick with his words.
Spencer didn’t know how to counter him. After all, he wasn’t Abby’s brother, but Evan was framing it that way.
If Spencer accused Evan of cursing him, Evan could easily deny it. It was all just speculation.
Finally, Spencer said, “Abby and I can be considered family, but you’re not.”
Evan’s expression softened as he looked at Abby. “One day, Abby and I will be family.”
Abby rolled her eyes. “Evan, be serious. I’m discussing important matters with Brother Spencer. If you’re bored, why don’t you watch a show on your phone, scroll through videos, or chat with your friends?”
Abby knew exactly what Evan was thinking. If she could read minds, she’d repeat every word Evan was mentally hurling at Spencer and watch him try to talk his way out of it.
She’d made it clear—she had no romantic feelings for Spencer.
Spencer loved Victoria.
Even though the Chouinard family elders wanted to drop Victoria and choose Abby instead, it wasn’t their decision to make. The power was in Abby’s hands. If she agreed to marry Spencer, it could happen. If she didn’t, neither family could force her.
Marriage wasn’t something to be taken lightly.
Evan smiled. “Alright, I’ll watch some videos to pass the time.”
Spencer smirked. “I envy you, Mr. York. You don’t have a care in the world. Meanwhile, I’m so busy I don’t even have time for dinner. Now I’m combining dinner and a midnight snack.”
His words carried a subtle jab, implying Evan had nothing better to do.