Married At First Sight Chapter 3891
Chapter 3891With Audrey taking care of Sonny, Liberty and Duncan were in high spirits as they left the Stone family home.
“Go ahead and head home,” Duncan told the two bodyguards assigned to him. “You don’t need to follow me tonight.”
After all, he had Liberty by his side. Besides, it was their wedding night, and even Sonny was staying with the Stone family. There was no way he was bringing bodyguards along to dampen their moment.
Since Duncan still struggled with walking, Liberty took the wheel. Every now and then, she’d glance over at her new husband with a playful smile.
“You’ve been staring at me all night. Haven’t you seen enough?” she teased. “It’s not like you just met me. What’s so fascinating?”
“Everything,” Duncan replied, his voice soft but sure. “To me, you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”
Tonight, sweet words flowed effortlessly from Duncan, as if he’d saved them up just for her.
“I could stare at you forever,” he added. “Earlier, I had to hold back because I didn’t want my aunt to laugh at me. But now, it’s just us. I can look at you as much as I want.”
Liberty chuckled. “I didn’t realize I was such a sight tonight. Guess I’ve got some natural charm.”
“I’m not saying this to charm you,” Duncan replied sincerely.
“I know,” Liberty said, her tone softening. “You’re not the type to say sweet things just for the sake of it. If you didn’t love me deeply, you wouldn’t say them at all.”
Duncan’s mind wandered briefly to the past. His mother had once tried to pair him with Lily Harmon, a childhood acquaintance. While Lily was everything his family considered ideal—refined, elegant, and a better match on paper—his heart had never been moved by her. Sweet words never came naturally in Lily’s presence because, simply put, he didn’t love her.
His heart had always been Liberty’s. He had watched her transform from a woman weighed down—literally and figuratively—by life, into someone confident, capable, and radiant. But even before her transformation, even at her lowest, Duncan had loved her.
“Liberty,” he said, his voice filled with emotion, “you’re beautiful. You always have been.”
Liberty glanced at him, amused. “Alright, stop it. I’m driving here. If you keep flattering me, I might get so full of myself that I’ll crash the car into a tree.”
Duncan laughed. “I’m not flattering you; I’m just telling the truth. You’re incredible. And Hank? He was a fool not to see it. Tomorrow, when we drop Sonny off at his house, I’ll thank him in person—for divorcing you. If he hadn’t, I wouldn’t have had the chance to get to know you, fall in love with you, and marry you.”
Liberty laughed along, but her smile carried a touch of melancholy. “If Hank had valued me, I’d still be married to him. I’d probably still be stuck in that old version of myself—overweight, out of touch, and dependent on him for everything. I wouldn’t have grown the way I have.
“Sure, I might’ve tried to lose weight, but without the determination I have now, who knows if it would’ve worked? When the divorce happened, I was devastated. We had years together, after all. We were classmates before we were anything else, so even if the love had faded, there was still friendship. How could I not feel sad? I’ll never forget how I went to Seren’s bookstore and just broke down in tears.”
Her voice softened as she continued. “Honestly, if I hadn’t been hurt so badly, if I hadn’t had Seren and others supporting me, I don’t know if I’d have made it through that time. Losing weight, finding myself—it wasn’t easy.
“I still remember starting at your company. You told me to run five laps every day because I was ‘too fat’ and it would ‘hurt the company’s image.’” She glanced at him, eyebrows raised. “Back then, I was sure you thought I was ugly.”
Duncan shook his head, a mix of regret and affection in his expression. “Even then, I admired your strength. I just didn’t know how to show it.”
Liberty smiled, her hands steady on the wheel. “Well, it all worked out in the end, didn’t it?”
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Chapter 3892
Duncan was quick to clarify, “No, I didn’t dislike you. But back then, your weight was a serious health concern. If you hadn’t worked on it, things could’ve gotten worse. You probably had severe fatty liver at the time.”
Liberty gave a small nod. He wasn’t wrong. She had been diagnosed with severe fatty liver during that period, a condition that resolved only after her weight loss.
Being overweight didn’t just affect her health—it impacted every part of her life. Finding clothes that fit was a struggle, and her appearance often drew judgmental stares. But after shedding the extra pounds, everything changed. Clothes flattered her new figure effortlessly, and strangers often complimented her radiant complexion and youthful appearance.
“Hard to believe you’re in your early thirties with a four-year-old,” people would say, marveling at how well she maintained herself.
As Liberty glanced at the GPS, she noticed the road ahead marked in red.“Looks like there’s a traffic jam,” she said. “Do you want to take a quick nap while we wait?”
Duncan peered at the congested stretch ahead, grumbling, “It’s the New Year holiday. You’d think everyone would already be home. Maybe there’s been an accident. But no, I’m good. I’m too hyped to sleep anyway.”
The excitement in his voice was unmistakable. “If I’m talking too much, just turn on some music,” he added with a grin.
Liberty slowed the car as they approached the jam, eventually bringing it to a stop. She glanced at Duncan, her voice soft with concern.“You haven’t rested all day. Why don’t you close your eyes for a bit? It’ll be another forty minutes before we’re home.”
Duncan leaned back into his seat, still buzzing with energy. It had been an incredible day, one he couldn’t stop replaying in his mind. He was just shy of turning 37 but felt like a love-struck teenager again.
“Alright,” he said with a chuckle. “I’ll nap for a bit, but you’ll have to wake me when we get there.”
Liberty smirked. “You think I can carry you upstairs if you fall into a deep sleep? You’re too big for that.”
Duncan laughed softly. “Fair enough. But before I doze off, how about a goodnight kiss for encouragement?”
Liberty rolled her eyes, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Someone might see us.”
“It’s dark, and the streetlights barely work,” Duncan countered, his teasing smile widening.
Shaking her head, Liberty leaned over and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. Before he could say anything, she pressed her hand lightly over his lips, silencing him.
“Enough,” she said, pulling back.
Duncan, still not entirely satisfied, grinned mischievously. He’d have the rest of the night at home to cherish his wife.
The excitement of the day finally caught up with him. With Liberty nearby, he found himself relaxing. In no time, his eyes closed, and he drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep.
When Duncan woke, Liberty was gently shaking his shoulder. The car was parked in the driveway of her villa.
“Are we home?” he asked groggily, blinking against the darkness.
“Yes,” she said with a smile. “And no, it’s not dawn yet. You’ve only been out for about forty minutes.”
Duncan stretched, his energy quickly returning. His heart swelled as he realized they were about to begin this new chapter of their lives together.
Married At First Sight Chapter 3893
Chapter 3893
Liberty smiled as she teased Duncan. “Not yet. If you’d rather sleep in the car until dawn, be my guest. But since we’re home, let’s go inside. If you want to sleep, take a shower first. It’s still warm out, but the weather forecast says there’ll be light rain on New Year’s Day, and the temperature will drop a little.”
Duncan sat up, wiping his forehead. “You’re right—it’s warm. I’m actually sweating.”
Liberty hadn’t turned on the car’s air conditioner; the temperature made it uncomfortable with or without it. While driving with the windows down let a cool breeze in, stopping in traffic left the air inside stuffy.
She stepped out of the car first, then walked around to help Duncan out. However, he waved her off, determined to manage on his own. Once out, he grabbed her hand, and together, they made their way slowly into the house.
As they climbed the stairs, Duncan suddenly stopped. “Liberty,” he said, “I just realized—I don’t have any clothes here.”
Liberty smirked. “You could always borrow mine. My nightgown should fit you. Or should I find you something frilly?”
Duncan gave her a look, utterly speechless.
Chuckling, Liberty reassured him, “Relax. I talked to your mom days ago, and she sent over your essentials. Your clothes are already here. So go ahead, take a shower. I promise you won’t have to walk around naked.”
Duncan’s eyes softened, and his heart swelled. He’d always felt he put more effort into their relationship, with Liberty seeming more hesitant. Yet here she was, quietly taking care of the little things he hadn’t even thought of.
Overwhelmed with affection, he pulled her into a tight hug and kissed her cheek. His voice turned playful as he whispered in her ear, “Honey, let’s take a bath together.”
Liberty’s cheeks flushed bright red. She pushed him away, stammering, “The guest bathroom works just fine for me!” Then, in a hurry, she escaped to another room.
Duncan laughed softly to himself, loving her shy reaction.
Their wedding night was as sweet as he had imagined, the hours melting away until it seemed morning arrived in a blink.
When Liberty stirred awake, she instinctively reached for Duncan but found his side of the bed empty. She frowned, surprised. He’d kept her up late with his endless chatter and affection, and she’d assumed he would be exhausted. But Duncan, ever energetic despite his physical challenges, had woken up before her.
Reaching for her phone on the bedside table, Liberty checked the time: 7:00 a.m. It was still early, but her body ached, her waist especially sore. She sighed, deciding she deserved a little more rest. She closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep.
The next time she woke, it wasn’t to her alarm but to two familiar faces—Duncan and Sonny.
“Mom!” Sonny exclaimed, scrambling into her arms. “Why are you still in bed? The sun’s practically burning your butt!”
Laughing, Liberty hugged her son tightly. “When did you get back?” she asked.
Sonny beamed. “Uncle Duncan picked me up! He said after breakfast, we’re going to see Dad.”
Duncan stood by the door, grinning.
Sonny tilted his head, looking at his mother with concern. “Mom, are you feeling okay?”
Liberty gave him a warm smile, ruffling his hair. “I’m fine, sweetheart. Just a little tired, that’s all.”
Duncan raised an eyebrow, his grin turning mischievous. “Tired, huh?”
Liberty shot him a quick glare, though her lips twitched into a smile. She knew he wouldn’t let her live down the previous night anytime soon.
Married At First Sight Chapter 3894
Chapter 3894
Sonny, concerned for his mom, straightened his little body and mimicked what he’d seen her and Aunt Serenity do when he was unwell. He placed one hand on Liberty’s forehead, then his own, and finally leaned forward, pressing his forehead against hers.
Liberty couldn’t help but smile at his sweet gesture, though she couldn’t bring herself to explain her sore waist and wobbly legs. Instead, she shot a glare at Duncan, who sat at the edge of the bed. The look said it all: This is your fault.
Duncan, clearly amused, gave her a sheepish grin. He knew he had overindulged. After years of being single, he had let himself get carried away, and now Liberty was paying the price.
Sonny tilted his head and asked innocently, “Then how come you slept so late, Mom? It’s already eleven o’clock! I wanted to wake you up, but Uncle Duncan wouldn’t let me. He said you were really tired and needed to rest.”
Liberty smiled gently, fabricating a plausible excuse. “I’ve been so busy with work—leaving early, coming back late, and running around all day. It’s been exhausting. Now that I finally have a break, I just wanted to sleep in and recharge. I promise, Sonny, I’m fine. Why don’t you and Uncle Duncan head out for a bit? I’ll get up, wash up, and come downstairs for lunch.”
Duncan obliged, scooping Sonny into his arms and carrying him out of the room.
Before leaving, he paused and asked, “Do you want me to run a hot bath for you? It’ll help you feel better.”
Liberty waved him off, her tone light but firm. “I’ll take care of it myself. You two head downstairs.” She didn’t want to say too much with Sonny listening.
With that, Duncan reluctantly left, taking Sonny with him.
Liberty took a quick hot bath, which worked wonders for her aching body. By the time she was dressed and ready, she felt much better—her soreness reduced to a manageable level, and her steps no longer hesitant.
After lunch, Liberty helped Sonny pack a small bag with a couple of changes of clothes and some of his favorite toys. She didn’t want him to feel bored when he returned to his dad’s house.
Spotting the boxes of supplements Serenity had dropped off the day before, Liberty handed three of them to Sonny. “Take these back to your dad and grandparents. Give one box to each of them—it’s a nice way to show you care.”
Duncan stood by, silently watching. He didn’t object. He understood the importance of teaching Sonny values like kindness and thoughtfulness, even if it meant giving back to her ex-husband’s family.
Sonny, however, hesitated. “But what if Aunt Chelsea takes them? Every time I go back, if Aunt Chelsea comes over, she takes a lot of stuff from Grandpa and Grandma’s house.”
Liberty’s lips pressed into a thin line, but she kept her tone even. “Once you give the supplements to your grandparents, they belong to them. If they decide to share with Aunt Chelsea, that’s their choice. Just tell your dad to keep his box in his room. That way, Aunt Chelsea won’t be able to take it. He’s been working so hard driving taxis; he needs to take care of himself.”
Hank, Sonny’s father, had faced his own struggles. After a brush with death, he had recovered and gone back to driving taxis to support himself and Sonny. Though his health wasn’t the best, he made a point to provide child support and even gave Sonny extra money to save for his future.
Despite their differences, Liberty respected that Hank prioritized their son. She wanted Sonny to grow up understanding the importance of gratitude.
“We have more supplements here than we need,” Liberty said softly. “I can’t finish them all on my own, so it’s good to share. Taking these to your dad and grandparents shows you appreciate what they do for you.”
Sonny nodded solemnly, his little hands clutching the boxes of supplements. Duncan watched the scene unfold with admiration, silently impressed by Liberty’s approach to parenting.
In teaching Sonny to give back, Liberty wasn’t just shaping a kind-hearted boy—she was fostering a bond between father and son that no amount of past conflict could undo.
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Chapter 3895Sonny nodded solemnly. “Mom, I understand. I’ll ask Dad to hide the stuff so Aunt Chelsea won’t take it. Why does she always come to Dad’s house and take things away? Back then, Brother Lucas used to take my toys too. I cried, and Grandma said he’d return them after playing with them for a while. But he never gave them back.”
Even though Sonny had only been two years old at the time, he still remembered how his grandmother favored Lucas.
“Sonny, that’s grown-up business. You’re still a child; don’t let it bother you,” Liberty said gently.
Chelsea had always been selfish, taking advantage of her parents and, by extension, Hank. Hank had enabled her behavior for years, favoring his sister over anyone else.
Whenever Chelsea visited the city, she made sure her favorite dishes—always the expensive ones—were prepared. Liberty would cook lavish meals, often including pricey seafood like lobster and king crab, just to appease Chelsea. And Chelsea never came empty-handed to contribute, not even bringing a small treat for Sonny.
Liberty used to vent to her sister Serenity about how Chelsea would come as a guest but never as a considerate one. She’d arrive empty-handed and leave with leftovers packed to the brim.
When Liberty brought this up to Hank, he’d brush her off, saying it wasn’t her money being spent. “I pay for the groceries,” he’d snap. “Just cook whatever Chelsea likes.” Yet, whenever Liberty asked him for grocery money, he’d lash out, accusing her of being wasteful and spending recklessly.
He never seemed to notice how much his sister’s indulgences were costing them.
Shaking her head, Liberty pushed those thoughts aside. That was all in the past.
She and Hank had been divorced for two years now, and her life had completely changed. She was remarried—to Duncan. Duncan wasn’t Hank, and he never would be.
Liberty had rebuilt her life. She owned a successful restaurant and company, was financially independent, and finally lived on her own terms. No one could criticize her choices anymore, and she didn’t have to tolerate anyone taking advantage of her.
And Duncan? The gifts he gave her ensured she’d never have to worry about her material needs again. Her life now was one of security and freedom.
Sonny pouted but stayed quiet. He’d already decided to tell his dad to keep the supplements hidden from Aunt Chelsea.
After getting ready, the family of three set off for the Brown family home.
Hank still lived in the house he and Liberty had shared during their marriage. Returning to the community where she’d spent three years felt surreal to Liberty.
As she walked through the familiar neighborhood, many of the residents recognized her and Sonny, greeting them warmly.
Duncan, by her side in his wheelchair, quickly became the topic of curiosity.
Liberty answered their questions with ease, introducing him proudly. “This is my husband, Mr. Duncan Lewis.”
When people’s eyes inevitably drifted to Duncan’s legs, Liberty explained, “He was injured in a car accident and needs a wheelchair temporarily. But he’s undergoing rehabilitation and should be back on his feet in about six months.”
The neighbors knew of Liberty’s sister, Serenity, who had married into the wealthy York family. They were well aware of the bond between the two sisters and how they always supported each other. If Liberty had remarried, they figured, her new husband must be someone exceptional—and they weren’t wrong.
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Chapter 3896
The neighbors warmly congratulated Liberty on her new life and shared stories of how difficult things had been for the Brown family over the past two years.
An older woman who had always been kind to Liberty and Serenity clasped Liberty’s hand and said, “It’s karma, Liberty. The Brown family’s downfall is proof that you’re doing better. Living well is the best revenge.”
Liberty smiled gently. “I’m not looking for revenge. I just want to focus on my own life. How others are doing is their business, not mine.”
The woman nodded approvingly. “That’s the spirit. You’ve always been generous and kind. No need to waste your energy on them.” She turned to Sonny, reaching out to gently pinch his cheek. “Look at you, Sonny! You’ve grown so much—such a handsome little boy. Liberty, he’s your spitting image.”
“Hello, Auntie,” Sonny said sweetly, flashing a shy smile.
The woman beamed. “What a polite boy! Sonny is such a gem. Everyone in the neighborhood loves him. He’s always been such a good child.”
The neighbors had always adored Sonny. They couldn’t understand why the Brown family, especially his grandparents, had treated him so poorly. While they eagerly helped their daughter with her own child, they refused to lift a finger to support Liberty, leaving her exhausted as she struggled to care for Sonny alone. If it hadn’t been for Serenity stepping in, Liberty might have crumbled under the pressure.
Now, things were different. Sonny lived with Liberty, and her life had improved dramatically since the divorce.
The Brown family’s regret was palpable, but it came too late.
Hank’s second wife couldn’t hold a candle to Liberty. Sure, she was young and beautiful, but that wasn’t enough to build a stable, happy home. Liberty had been the true backbone of their household, and the Browns had let her slip away.
Liberty hadn’t just moved on—she’d thrived. Her remarriage to Duncan, a kind and supportive partner, was a stark contrast to her tumultuous past with Hank. The neighbors couldn’t help but say the Browns had gotten what they deserved.
Spotting Hank approaching from a distance, Liberty said, “Sonny’s dad is here. I’ll take him over.”
The woman glanced over and saw Hank coming their way. Lowering her voice, she warned, “Your ex-sister-in-law was here earlier. Don’t go upstairs—you know how she is. She’ll just start something. That woman is selfish and always looking to take advantage of others.”
Everyone in the community knew Chelsea’s reputation.
Chelsea had spent years causing trouble, meddling in her parents’ affairs, and disrupting Hank’s marriages. She used to badmouth Liberty constantly, but after Hank remarried, she turned her criticisms toward his new wife, Jessica.
Jessica, however, wasn’t as tolerant as Liberty had been. Whenever Chelsea tried to take advantage of her parents’ home, Jessica would confront her head-on, leading to heated arguments. Chelsea’s tune had since changed, and she was now full of praise for Liberty.
The older woman leaned in one last time. “Liberty, remember this: just because they’re Sonny’s grandparents and aunt doesn’t mean you have to put up with them. If you give them an inch, they’ll take a mile. You’ve lived with them—you know what they’re like. Keep your distance.”
“I will,” Liberty assured her.
As Hank drew nearer, the woman decided to leave, but not before finding a spot nearby to sit and watch the scene unfold.
After all, who doesn’t enjoy a bit of neighborhood drama?
Married At First Sight Chapter 3897
Chapter 3897
“Dad!” Sonny shouted excitedly as he spotted Hank and ran toward him.
Hank quickly stepped forward, scooping Sonny up in his arms. He peppered Sonny’s face with kisses, rubbing their cheeks together in a playful show of affection. To anyone watching, it seemed like the two shared a close and loving bond.
In truth, Hank had been making an effort to be a better father lately.
After a few moments of father-son affection, Liberty approached, pushing Duncan in his wheelchair.
Hank’s gaze lingered on Liberty. Her complexion was glowing, her features softened by a gentle smile that hinted at her happiness. There was no trace of the tension or resentment she once carried. She radiated contentment, and Hank couldn’t help but notice. Last night had been her wedding night, and it showed.
“I’m sorry, Liberty,” Hank said, his tone unusually apologetic. “I asked you to bring Sonny in when we agreed to meet at the gate. Chelsea showed up, and we got into an argument. I lost track of time.”
“It’s fine,” Liberty replied, her tone calm. “It was just a few extra steps.”
She handed Hank Sonny’s small suitcase, packed with clothes and toys for his visit, and passed over three neatly wrapped boxes.
“These are gifts Sonny picked out for you all,” Liberty explained. “I’ll come back in two days to pick him up. Just bring him to the gate then. In the meantime, make sure to keep an eye on him, especially if your sister is still here with Lucas. Don’t let them fight.”
Liberty’s voice held a firm undertone. While Sonny had been learning martial arts and was now stronger than before, Liberty still worried. The Brown family had a history of siding with Lucas, and she didn’t want Sonny to go through the same unfair treatment again.
Hank nodded earnestly. “Don’t worry, Liberty. When I bring Sonny back in two days, he’ll be just fine. He’s my son—my only child. If I don’t protect him, who will? I know I messed up in the past.”
Hank’s expression grew somber as he reflected on his previous mistakes. When Sonny and Lucas used to fight, he’d always blamed Liberty for not teaching Sonny better, completely overlooking Lucas’s behavior.
Lucas, spoiled by his parents and grandparents, had developed a bossy and entitled attitude. He frequently snatched Sonny’s toys, and while Sonny wasn’t one to back down, he often ended up crying when the adults took Lucas’s side.
Those days had been a constant source of conflict between Liberty and Hank, with arguments breaking out every time Lucas bullied Sonny.
Looking at Duncan, Hank gave a polite nod. “Mr. Lewis.”
Duncan returned the gesture with a quiet hum.
Hank hesitated for a moment before asking, “Since you’re already here, would you like to come upstairs for a bit? Maybe have a glass of water?”
Liberty declined without hesitation. “No, thank you. Duncan and I need to head back. We’ll see you in two days when we come to pick up Sonny.”
Turning to her son, she added, “Sonny, be good. Listen to your dad. Mom and Uncle Duncan will miss you and come get you soon.”
“Okay, Mom! I’ll be good and listen to Dad,” Sonny replied obediently. Then, turning to Duncan, he grinned. “Uncle Duncan, you have to promise to miss me while I’m gone!”
Before anyone could respond, Sonny wriggled out of Hank’s arms and climbed onto Duncan’s lap. Wrapping his small arms around Duncan’s neck, he nuzzled close, his voice soft and playful.
“You have to miss me a lot,” Sonny insisted, giggling.
Duncan chuckled and promised, “I’ll miss you every minute, Sonny.”
Satisfied with the answer, Sonny gave him one last hug before reluctantly letting go.
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Chapter 3898“Uncle Duncan,” Sonny said sweetly, “you have to come with Mom to pick me up, okay?”
“Absolutely,” Duncan replied without hesitation, his voice filled with warmth.
Even though Sonny was still standing right in front of him, Duncan already missed him. Letting go of the little boy felt harder than he had anticipated.
Sonny slid down from Duncan’s lap and ran back to Hank, grabbing his dad’s hand. Hank glanced at Duncan, as though wanting to say something, but ultimately, he stayed silent.
Finally, Hank spoke to Liberty and Duncan. “Liberty, Mr. Lewis, Sonny and I are heading upstairs. His grandparents are waiting for him.”
Liberty nodded. “Alright.”
She and Duncan stood still, watching as Hank walked away with Sonny.
Sonny turned back every few steps, waving enthusiastically at the pair.
Duncan clenched his fists, fighting the urge to rush forward, scoop Sonny up, and bring him back. He kept reminding himself over and over: Hank is his biological father. Sonny deserves to spend time with him.
It was just two days.
But those two days already felt like an eternity.
Duncan silently thanked Serenity for taking Sonny to FC Manor during his winter vacation, ensuring the Brown family didn’t keep him longer than they should. If Sonny had stayed with the Browns for weeks—or worse, months—Duncan didn’t think he could have handled it.
Moreover, Chelsea and the Browns might try to influence Sonny, planting harmful ideas in his young mind.
Duncan sighed heavily, voicing his frustration. “It’s only been a few minutes, and I already miss Sonny. How am I supposed to survive two whole days? Hank might be his father, but I hate the idea of him taking Sonny for even a minute.”
Liberty gave Duncan’s wheelchair a gentle push, guiding him toward the exit. She replied calmly, “Hank has changed a lot. He’s a better father now, and I trust him to protect Sonny. It’s only two days—they’ll have some quality father-son time. We shouldn’t worry. Even Sonny’s grandparents have softened over time. He’s their only grandson, after all.”
Liberty’s tone was steady and resolute, but Duncan’s brow furrowed in frustration.
“The Browns didn’t know how to value you or Sonny when they had the chance,” he muttered. “Now that they’ve lost you, they’re all trying to backpedal. And why is Chelsea hanging around again? It’s New Year’s—can’t she just stay home instead of stirring up trouble at her parents’ house?”
Duncan glanced back at Liberty, his expression pained. “Liberty, what kind of life did you have back then? I can’t imagine dealing with someone like Chelsea constantly.”
Liberty’s voice remained calm. “It’s all in the past. None of it bothers me anymore. I’m genuinely happy now. When I think about those days, it feels like I’m remembering someone else’s life, not mine.”
Duncan’s gaze softened, though a protective edge remained in his voice. “If anyone in my family treated you like Chelsea did, I’d cut them off immediately. No one is going to make you suffer while I’m around.”
Liberty smiled faintly at Duncan’s fierce declaration, touched by his unwavering support.
“Your family isn’t like Chelsea,” she said gently. “They’re good people—well-educated and respectful. Besides, they see how much you love and protect me. They’d never cross a line.”
Duncan nodded, though his protective instincts didn’t waver. He vowed silently to always stand by Liberty’s side, ensuring she never endured even a fraction of the pain she had faced in the past.
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Chapter 3899
Mrs. Lewis, as a mother-in-law, knew better than to meddle in Liberty’s life. Even her extended family, though not particularly close-knit, had the decency to steer clear of unnecessary drama.
Unlike Chelsea, they didn’t cause trouble just to stir the pot.
Besides, Liberty had strong support behind her—the York family and a powerful network of businesspeople. Everyone in Wiltspoon knew how fiercely Serenity protected her sister.
Anyone foolish enough to mess with Liberty would have to deal with Serenity. And if Serenity was ready to go to war, Zachary wouldn’t just sit back and let it happen.
Liberty exhaled softly, reflecting on her past. “I’m not the same person I used to be. Back then, I let people walk all over me. Looking back now, I can’t believe how naïve I was. I gave up my career to be a full-time housewife, dedicating every moment to my husband and child. And what did I get in return?”
Her gaze turned somber as she added, “Even my health suffered. I didn’t take care of myself, and I let myself go. I became overweight, and I didn’t care because I thought, I’m married now. I have a son. What does it matter?”
Liberty shook her head, her voice firmer. “But after the divorce, I woke up. I realized that if I didn’t love myself, how could I expect anyone else to?”
She straightened her shoulders, her resolve clear. “But it’s all behind me now, Duncan. Let’s not dwell on the past. What matters is the life we’re building together.”
Duncan smiled at her determination. “You’re right. Let’s focus on the future.”
Meanwhile, Chelsea stood on the balcony of Hank’s apartment, squinting as Liberty and Duncan walked away. Even at a distance, Duncan’s wheelchair made him easily recognizable.
George stepped outside and joined her. “Didn’t Liberty go upstairs?” he asked quietly.
Chelsea scoffed. “Of course not. She’s married to that cripple, so she has to keep up appearances.”
George frowned. “Duncan may be in a wheelchair, but he’s filthy rich. Liberty hit the jackpot. Even as a second marriage, she’s going to live a life of luxury. Some people have all the luck.”
Chelsea rolled her eyes but couldn’t argue. “It’s all because of Serenity. If her sister hadn’t married into the York family, Liberty would never have met Duncan or had the chance to marry into wealth.”
George nodded thoughtfully. “Duncan’s legs may be injured, but that doesn’t mean he can’t fulfill his duties as a husband. If Liberty marries him, she’s set for life. Honestly, she’d be a fool not to.” He lowered his voice. “And have you heard the rumors? Liberty and Serenity are supposedly descendants of the Farrell family in Jensburg. Their mother was the Farrell family’s eldest daughter before she passed.”
Chelsea sighed heavily, a bitter edge in her tone. “Our family really missed the boat. If we’d known Liberty came from such a powerful lineage, and if we’d known Serenity would marry into money, I’d have stopped Hank from divorcing her. I’d have kicked Jessica to the curb myself.”
Her voice rose with frustration. “We had a goldmine right under our noses and didn’t realize it. Now people mock us for being so blind.”
Their conversation ended abruptly when Hank returned with Sonny. Chelsea darted inside from the balcony, eager to make a show of her affection.
As soon as the door opened, she rushed over, dramatically throwing her arms around Sonny. “Sonny! You’re finally home! Auntie missed you so much. Did you miss me?”
Sonny wriggled uncomfortably in her embrace. He knew Auntie Chelsea was the one who always badmouthed his mom and Uncle Duncan.
“I missed you too, Auntie,” Sonny replied flatly, pulling free from her grip and retreating to Hank’s side.
Hank picked him up protectively and shot Chelsea a stern look. “Don’t scare him.”
Mr. and Mrs. Brown soon joined them. Mr. Brown gently pushed Chelsea aside, smiling warmly at Sonny. “Let Grandpa hold him.”
Sonny hesitated but eventually let his grandfather carry him to the sofa.
Lucas, meanwhile, sat nearby, stuffing his face with snacks. The table was covered in treats Hank had bought for Sonny’s visit, but Lucas had claimed most of them.
When Lucas saw Sonny, he didn’t bother saying hello. Instead, he grabbed a plate loaded with snacks and glared at Sonny. “These are all mine,” he announced.
Sonny frowned, annoyed. Brother Lucas is still as bossy as ever.
Whenever Sonny visited his dad’s house, Lucas either snatched his toys or hogged the food.
Sonny glanced around and sighed inwardly. This isn’t really my home, he thought. The house where I live with Mom is my real home.
Married At First Sight Chapter 3900
Chapter 3900
“Lucas,” Chelsea snapped at her son. “Those snacks were bought for Sonny by your uncle. Put the plate down and share with your little brother. You’re the older one—you should know how to take care of him.”
Chelsea had always tried to teach Lucas to get along with Sonny, but her words never seemed to sink in.
But things were different now.
Sonny wasn’t just any kid anymore. He was the stepson of Duncan Lewis, a man of wealth and influence. His mother, Liberty, was financially secure, and his aunt Serenity was even wealthier. Sonny had earned the title of Young Master Sonny.
He was practically a little lord.
Chelsea had long since realized the potential benefits of having Lucas develop a strong bond with Sonny. If Lucas played his cards right and built a deep brotherly connection, he might secure a small piece of Sonny’s future fortune—a fortune that could easily provide Lucas a comfortable life.
With this thought in mind, Chelsea strode over, grabbed the plate from Lucas’s hands, and placed it back on the coffee table. She smiled sweetly at Sonny. “Sonny, these are all for you. Go ahead and eat. Your dad bought them especially for you.”
She even grabbed a handful of snacks and held them out to him.
But Sonny shook his head politely. “Mom said I shouldn’t eat too many snacks.”
Sonny wasn’t lacking in food. At home, he had all kinds of delicious treats. Fighting over snacks with Lucas didn’t interest him in the least.
“Mom, I want them! I want to eat them!” Lucas whined, reaching for the snacks.
Chelsea slapped his hand away, her irritation evident. She glared at him, her voice low and sharp. Lucas had promised to behave before they left the house. He knew how important it was to make Sonny feel welcome.
Why can’t this boy just listen?
Chelsea’s frustration bubbled over. Earlier, she and Hank had argued over this very issue. She had insisted that Lucas and Sonny needed to build a close brotherly relationship. Hank, however, accused her of trying to manipulate Sonny for personal gain, calling her selfish and accusing her of always putting her own interests—and those of her immediate family—above everyone else’s.
Hank’s life had taken a sharp downturn lately. His high-paying job was long gone, his marriage had crumbled, and he was barely scraping by. He had no sympathy left for his sister, who still tried to leech off him at every opportunity.
But Chelsea had only herself to blame. Years of Hank indulging her had fueled her sense of entitlement. Now, with the Brown family’s fortunes in decline, she clung to any chance to secure an advantage—even if it meant using Sonny.
Realizing he’d crossed the line, Lucas slouched back, chastened. For now, he would behave.
Still, jealousy simmered beneath the surface.
Everyone else in the room—his grandparents, his uncle, even his own parents—was focused entirely on Sonny. They hovered around him, fussing over him and asking how he was doing, as if he were royalty.
Lucas’s small hands clenched into fists, his face darkening. He couldn’t stand it. Why did Sonny always get all the attention? Why did everyone act like he was so special?
It’s not fair, Lucas thought bitterly. Why does Sonny get to be the center of everyone’s world?