Married At First Sight Chapter 4311
Chapter 4311
Pedro held Kathryn in his arms as she recorded a video.
The fireworks he had arranged lit up the night sky for a full thirty minutes.
Kathryn’s smile warmed Pedro’s heart.
To him, making her happy was worth everything.
That night, the people of Jensburg couldn’t help but notice the dazzling fireworks display in the suburbs.
The brilliant colors painted the night sky, leaving everyone wondering whose wedding was being celebrated with such a grand spectacle. Even those in the city could see the fireworks from afar.
When the display ended, Kathryn turned to Pedro, her eyes filled with delight. “Pedro, thank you! That was an incredible surprise, and I loved it!”
She slipped her phone back into her pocket, then faced Pedro, wrapping her arms around his neck. In a clear, confident voice, she declared, “Pedro, I love you!”
Pedro met her gaze, his voice full of emotion. “Kathy, I love you more.”
They embraced and shared a passionate kiss.
When their lips parted, Pedro took her hand gently. “Kathy, let’s go home. It’s late, and it’s getting cold.”
Kathryn nodded. “Okay, let’s go home.”
Hand in hand, they strolled out of the park.
By the time Kathryn returned to the Farrell family mansion, it was already late.
Pedro walked her to the door before turning to leave. Since they weren’t officially married yet, he wouldn’t stay overnight at the Farrell estate. Besides, the true owner of the mansion now was Liberty.
Kathryn settled onto the couch, still holding the bouquet Pedro had given her when he proposed.
Just then, she heard footsteps on the stairs.
Liberty appeared in her pajamas, frowning slightly. “Kathryn, you just got out of the hospital, and you’re already out in the cold, coming back this late? Pedro spoils you too much, but he should still be mindful of your health.”
Her eyes fell on the bouquet in Kathryn’s arms. “Wait… Did Pedro propose to you?”
Seeing the diamond ring on Kathryn’s hand, Liberty’s smile widened.
Kathryn nodded, beaming. “Yes! Tonight—well, technically last night—he took me to dinner and proposed in front of everyone at the hotel entrance. After that, he surprised me with the fireworks show in the suburbs. It was breathtaking! I recorded so many videos. Liberty, you have to see this!”
Her excitement was contagious—she was eager to share her happiness.
Liberty was the perfect person to share it with.
Liberty’s eyes lit up in realization. “So that incredible fireworks display was for you! I saw them from my office window. Everyone was talking about it, wondering who was behind it. And it turns out it was Pedro.”
Kathryn sent Liberty the video, still smiling. “I never expected he would do this for me. Fireworks aren’t allowed in the city, so I haven’t seen a display like this since I was a kid at my adoptive mother’s house. But even then, those fireworks weren’t as beautiful as Pedro’s.”
Liberty chuckled. “Of course not. No one is as generous as Mr. Fraser.”
Pedro adored Kathryn. He knew about her painful past—how she had suffered at the hands of her adoptive parents. He understood her deepest desires.
Liberty squeezed Kathryn’s hand. “I wish you and Pedro a lifetime of happiness. Let go of the past and look forward.”
Married At First Sight Chapter 4312
Chapter 4312
Liberty continued, “You know, Seren and I went through our own hardships, but we chose to let go of the pain and move on. Now, we’re happier than ever. The people who treated us unfairly in the past? They have to look up to us now. Living well is the best revenge.”
Kathryn’s smile faded slightly as she processed Liberty’s words.
After a long pause, she finally said, “You’re right. We should all look forward.”
The two women hugged.
When they pulled apart, their eyes reflected mutual support, encouragement, and unspoken understanding.
Just then, Kathryn’s phone buzzed with a WhatsApp message.
She glanced at the screen—it was from Pedro, reminding her to get some rest.
Smiling, she quickly replied, then sent another message suggesting they go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to get their marriage certificate.
Pedro responded immediately. He couldn’t wait.
Kathryn turned to Liberty. “I’ve decided—Pedro and I are getting our marriage certificate tomorrow.”
Liberty beamed. “Congratulations! Sleep in tomorrow, wake up around nine, have a nice breakfast, put on some light makeup, and go make it official. At noon, Duncan and I will take you two out for a celebratory lunch.”
Kathryn’s heart swelled with gratitude. “Thank you. I’m so glad you’re here to share this with me.”
Liberty smiled warmly. “That’s what friends are for. Now, get some sleep.”
They walked upstairs together, heading to their respective rooms.
Liberty carefully pushed open her bedroom door, trying not to wake Duncan. But as soon as she stepped inside, the light flicked on.
Duncan’s voice, thick with sleep, drifted from the bed. “Where did you go in the middle of the night? I woke up, reached for you, and you were gone.”
He leaned against the doorframe, looking like he had been about to come find her.
Liberty walked over, helping him back to bed before sitting down beside him.
“Kathryn just got home. I wanted to check on her—she’s still recovering.”
Duncan nodded, understanding her concern. “Where was she?”
“Pedro took her out to dinner and proposed. They’re getting their marriage certificate tomorrow. And guess what? That spectacular fireworks show tonight? That was Pedro’s doing—it was part of his surprise for her.”
Duncan pulled her close and murmured, “You love fireworks. I’ll buy even more and set them off for a whole hour—twice as long as Pedro’s.”
Liberty playfully nudged him. “We’re already married. No need to waste money like that. It’s not even New Year’s.”
Duncan grinned. “We’re not old married folks yet. We only got our marriage certificate before the New Year, and we haven’t even had our wedding. We’re still newlyweds. When we do have our wedding, I’ll give you and Sonny a fireworks show to remember. But for now, I won’t steal Pedro’s thunder.”
Liberty smirked. “Admit it—you wouldn’t have thought of this if I hadn’t told you.”
Duncan wasn’t exactly the romantic type. He was more practical, usually opting for flowers or jewelry to make her happy. Fireworks hadn’t even been on his radar—until now.
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Chapter 4313
“Did Pedro get the idea from someone else? I can’t believe he thought of it on his own.” Duncan tried to defend himself but then admitted honestly, “I just don’t have a romantic bone in my body, sweetheart. This is who I am. I can’t change. If you regret marrying me, too bad—there’s no turning back. You’re stuck with a rough man who doesn’t understand romance.”
Before Liberty could respond, Duncan silenced her with a kiss and held her close for a while.
Later, Liberty pointed out that he hadn’t taken any precautions.
“There’s no birth control at home,” she said.
Duncan shrugged. “You’re in your safe period, so you shouldn’t get pregnant.”
“There’s no such thing as a 100% safe period,” Liberty countered. “Accidents happen.”
Duncan paused, then said, “If you do get pregnant, we’ll have the baby. Sonny’s already in kindergarten, and it’s too quiet around here without a little one.”
Liberty sighed. “We haven’t even had our wedding yet. If I get pregnant now, imagine how exhausting it’ll be to plan a wedding with a big belly.”
“We’ll wait until you take them to honor the ancestors and officially become the head of the Farrell family. Then we can start planning the wedding. If you’re pregnant, it won’t show much in the beginning anyway.” He touched her belly, imagining the future. “I hope it’s a girl who looks just like you—smart and cute like Sonny.”
A daughter would mean she wouldn’t have to worry about trying for a third child.
Liberty narrowed her eyes. “Did you do this on purpose? Did you deliberately skip the precautions to get me pregnant?”
“Of course not! You said you didn’t want another baby too soon, so I’ve always been careful. This time, I just… lost control.”
Duncan truly hadn’t planned it. He knew how busy Liberty was, and he didn’t want to add to her burdens.
“I can run out and buy the morning-after pill if you want,” he offered.
Liberty smiled. “It’s late. The pharmacy is probably closed. Besides, I doubt I’ll get pregnant.”
“Let’s sleep then.” Duncan kissed her forehead. “Goodnight, sweetheart.”
Liberty closed her eyes, but that night, she dreamed she was pregnant and had a daughter. The baby didn’t look like her—she looked just like Duncan, only not ugly.
Duncan was actually quite handsome, aside from the scar on his face that made people think otherwise.
In her dream, Duncan turned into a doting father, obsessing over their daughter. He carried her everywhere, so much so that the little girl only wanted her dad.
Liberty, caught up in managing the company, had opted for formula instead of breastfeeding, which only made Duncan’s bond with their daughter stronger. The child preferred him over her mother.
As their daughter grew, Duncan loved showing her off. Every time he met up with friends, he paraded her around, making his friends—who only had sons—jealous.
“What a show-off,” Liberty laughed in her sleep.
“Honey, what are you dreaming about? You’re smiling so much.”
Liberty, still half-asleep, felt Duncan nudging her awake.
She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, taking a moment to realize it had all been a dream.
It had felt so real.
Morning light streamed through the window.
She had spent the entire night in that beautiful dream.
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Chapter 4314
Liberty turned her head to Duncan and complained, “Why did you wake me up? That dream was so wonderful. I wanted to keep dreaming—see her grow up, get married, take over.”
Duncan blinked. “What kind of dream was that? Who was growing up? Sonny? You think Sonny will take over one day?”
That seemed unlikely. The Farrell family had been led by women for generations.
Liberty shook her head. “Before I fell asleep, we were talking about having another baby. So I dreamed I was pregnant with a daughter. She didn’t look like me, but she looked just like you—only adorable and beautiful. And you’re not ugly, Duncan. Before your accident, you were quite handsome.”
If she ignored the scar, Duncan was still a good-looking man.
Duncan grinned. “So our daughter was cute, huh? If she looks like me, I’ll have to be gentler so she doesn’t turn out as rough as I am.”
Liberty laughed. “It was just a dream, Duncan. You know dreams are usually the opposite of reality. We talked about a daughter, so I dreamed about one.”
But deep down, she made a decision—she wouldn’t take the morning-after pill. If she ended up pregnant, she’d have the baby. If not, she’d wait until she was ready.
Plenty of people had kids in their 30s or even 40s. Since she already had Sonny, she could afford to wait. Having a second child at 35 or 36 wasn’t unreasonable.
“What time is it?” Liberty reached for her phone, checked the time, and sat up. “I need to get up.”
Duncan sat up too. “I’ll get your clothes for you.”
“I have hands, you know,” she said, grabbing her own clothes—and his as well.
They changed, freshened up, and headed downstairs together.
Duncan had been doing rehab for a long time. He still couldn’t walk perfectly, but he managed, even if his steps were slow and slightly unsteady.
He worried about being permanently disabled.
“Will you still love me if I can’t walk properly? If I end up crippled?” he asked.
Liberty shot him a look. “If I cared about that, I wouldn’t have married you.”
When they got their marriage certificate, he had been in even worse shape.
Duncan sighed in relief, silently reminding himself to keep up with rehab.
He wasn’t going to let himself be a burden—not when he had Liberty and the future they were building together.
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Chapter 4315
Kathryn was already up and had even made breakfast for the three of them.
Hearing footsteps, she stepped out of the kitchen, still wearing her apron.
“Good morning, Kathryn. You made breakfast?” Liberty asked. “We have chefs at home—just let them handle it. Your injury hasn’t fully healed yet. You need to rest and take it easy.”
Kathryn smiled. “It’s fine. I just made something simple. Breakfast isn’t hard to prepare.”
Today was a big day—she was going to register her marriage. They say happiness gives people energy, and she certainly looked more radiant than she had the day before.
“Breakfast is ready, and you both have work,” she said. “Go ahead and eat. I’m not in a rush—I can eat later.”
She turned back into the kitchen and brought out the breakfast she had prepared for the couple. After tidying up and removing her apron, she brought out her own meal.
“Isn’t Pedro joining us for breakfast?” Liberty asked.
“He can handle it himself,” Kathryn replied.
Liberty grinned. “Aren’t you worried he’ll go hungry?”
“He won’t. He told me not to make breakfast for him. He won’t even let me show him a little consideration.”
Liberty chuckled. “You’re being too humble. Anyone can see how much Pedro dotes on you. No one loves you more than he does.”
Kathryn beamed. “That’s right. I didn’t fall for the wrong person.”
After breakfast, Liberty and Duncan headed off to work. Kathryn returned to her room and spent a long time in her closet before settling on the perfect outfit. She then sat at her dressing table and applied light makeup.
She wasn’t a stunning beauty, but she was delicate and pretty. Of course, in Pedro’s eyes, she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
With a touch of makeup, she transformed from simply pretty to truly beautiful. She also wore the jewelry Pedro had given her over time.
Just as she finished, Pedro arrived. When he saw her dressed up, wearing the jewelry he had given her, his eyes widened in admiration.
“Well? How do I look?” Kathryn asked. “I put on the jewelry you gave me. It’s gorgeous—I love it.”
Pedro nodded repeatedly. “Kathy, you’re breathtaking.”
She laughed. “You can keep complimenting me, but I know where I stand. I’m just pretty—nowhere near a true beauty. There are so many stunning women around me. Any one of them is at least twice as beautiful as I am.”
Liberty, Jasmine, Elisa—all of them were beautiful women. Among them, Kathryn didn’t stand out at all.
Pedro disagreed. “In my eyes, you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
He took her hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed it affectionately. “Kathy, I love you so much.”
Kathryn smiled. “You must’ve had honey for breakfast—your words are so sweet. Come on, it’s time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.”
She pulled her hand away, checked her bag to make sure she had all the necessary documents, and asked Pedro if he had his.
Pedro took his papers from the hidden pocket inside his suit, handed them to her, and let her put them in the bag.
Arm in arm, they headed downstairs.
But just as they were about to leave, they were stopped by Holden.
Pedro hit the brakes and turned to Kathryn. “Dad went back to his hometown. Why is he here again?”
Was Holden about to stir up trouble again? If he kept this up, Kathryn would cut him off for good—and one day, he’d regret it.
Kathryn took a deep breath, stepped out of the car, and walked up to him. “Dad, what do you want now?”
Married At First Sight Chapter 4316
Chapter 4316
“I’m not writing an apology letter. My brothers have to pay for what they did.”
Kathryn assumed Holden was here for her three brothers.
Holden stared at her, suddenly struck by how much she resembled his late wife. He murmured, almost to himself, “Too much like her.”
They were his children, after all.
Kathryn’s mannerisms, personality, and even appearance were becoming more and more like her mother’s.
“Dad, what do you want?” she asked again, ignoring his muttering.
Holden snapped out of his daze, his sharp, calculating gaze returning.
“Are you and Pedro heading to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get your marriage certificate?” he asked.
Kathryn didn’t hesitate. “That’s my business.”
“He took you to see the fireworks last night,” Holden continued. “The ones that lasted half an hour and lit up the entire Jensburg skyline—he set them off for you, didn’t he?”
Kathryn raised an eyebrow. “So what?”
“He’s rich.”
Holden had spent decades around Clarissa but had never figured out how much the head of the family’s assistant earned. He only knew they seemed to print money and never lacked wealth.
Pedro gave him the same impression.
His son-in-law was clearly wealthy.
So was his daughter.
Since Kathryn wasn’t the head of the Farrell family, she wouldn’t be bringing a husband into her household—she’d be marrying out like everyone else.
And that meant a dowry.
He had given her life. When she got married, shouldn’t the groom’s family give him a portion of the dowry? At least half?
Holden was running low on money, and it made him anxious.
Kathryn had promised not to let him starve, but she didn’t hand over tens or hundreds of thousands like her three brothers did. She only gave him basic living expenses.
When he heard she was registering her marriage today, he got up early and had his driver bring him back.
Just in time to stop them before they left.
Kathryn’s eyes narrowed. “Dad, just say what you want and get to the point. Don’t dance around it.”
Holden gave a sheepish smile. “Kathryn, we’re father and daughter. I know I’ve made you angry many times, but I’m still your father. You refused to take over the Farrell family, so you don’t have to follow its rules. Since you’re getting married normally, Pedro should be giving our family a dowry. Raising a daughter isn’t easy, you know.”
So that was it. He was here for money.
No matter how much he was given, it was never enough. He always wanted more.
Kathryn had already decided—moving forward, he would only receive basic living expenses. She had even hired a nanny, with Pedro paying her salary directly, so Holden wouldn’t have access to the money.
He had spent his whole life without financial independence, and it had created a deep, insatiable hunger for money.
Even though his bank account was healthier than most elderly men’s, he still felt insecure. He worried that his savings wouldn’t last him until the end of his life.
He believed he had at least another ten or twenty years left.
How could his little nest egg be enough?
As he aged, his health would decline. Medical expenses would pile up.
The only thing that could give him peace of mind was having more money.
And that was why Holden always came back, asking for more.
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Holden sighed. “Raising a daughter isn’t easy.”
Kathryn nodded.
“The cost of raising a child is the highest.”
“But you didn’t raise me,” Kathryn said. “You raised Shiloh. I grew up with Shiloh’s parents. Before returning to the Farrell family, I privately gave them money to cover what they spent on me. If I were more ruthless, I wouldn’t have given them a dime. If they hadn’t done such awful things, I wouldn’t have been separated from my biological parents, abused for over a decade, or nearly sold.”
By the time she became a teenager, her adoptive parents and their family couldn’t control her anymore. But those first ten years—they were hell.
Kathryn never exaggerated. She remembered everything clearly.
Later, her adoptive family secretly begged her for money, but she never gave in. She warned them, and they didn’t dare try again. They also reached out to Shiloh, but Shiloh barely acknowledged them. At most, she’d throw them a few thousand dollars. She told her biological mother, “I’m not Kathryn. I won’t let you push me around.”
Kathryn’s mother suffered, but Kathryn had no intention of letting them manipulate her. Once she grew up, she fought back—and hard. If anyone messed with her, she’d chase them through several villages with a kitchen knife.
Back in her hometown, Kathryn was known for her fierceness.
The Farrell family assumed she was just some weak country girl who could be easily bullied.
Holden was silent for a while before saying, “I may not have raised you, but I gave you life. I’m your father. Now that you’re getting married, don’t you think it’s time to repay me for bringing you into this world? Your mother didn’t live to see you happy or watch you get married. I’m still here. Shouldn’t you show me some filial respect?
“If Shiloh were alive… I wouldn’t have come to you.”
Holden had spoiled Shiloh endlessly.
If things hadn’t gone so terribly wrong, Shiloh would have gladly taken care of him in his old age. He wouldn’t have to worry about a thing.
What a pity.
Holden despised himself for the choices he and Shiloh made. He didn’t believe it was all just coincidence—someone had plotted against them.
That incident didn’t just tear apart his marriage; it destroyed him. He had even gone to extreme lengths to seek his wife’s forgiveness. Though he survived, he was never the same. And his relationship with Shiloh? Completely shattered. She hated him, and honestly, he hated her too.
Holden and Shiloh were both victims. The people who orchestrated their downfall deserved the worst.
Back then, Clarissa was still alive. Holden had feared her influence too much to retaliate.
In the end, he could only watch as his beloved daughter fell to her death.
Clarissa had been ruthless.
Even though Shiloh wasn’t biologically hers, they had raised her as their own for over twenty years. They had truly loved her.
Clarissa had once seen Shiloh as the center of her world. How could she just erase twenty years of maternal love once she learned the truth?
Shiloh had been innocent—she didn’t choose to be switched at birth.
But so was Kathryn.
Clarissa’s deepest resentment stemmed from the fact that Kathryn hadn’t just been swapped—she had suffered terribly. If Kathryn had been treated well, Clarissa might not have harbored such hatred.
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Other mothers cherished their daughters, gave them everything, spoiled them. Meanwhile, Clarissa’s real daughter had been abused and nearly sold. What mother wouldn’t be filled with rage after learning the truth?
Holden said, “Kathryn, you’re about to get your marriage certificate. You’ve probably picked a date already. Don’t let me hold you up. Just give me the betrothal money. As long as you do, I’ll head back to my hometown right away and won’t bother you again this year.”
Kathryn scoffed inwardly.
Once she was married and out of Jensburg City, Holden wouldn’t be able to find her. Unless she wanted to see him, he’d never lay eyes on her again.
“The betrothal money is for me, isn’t it?” Kathryn said. “Traditionally, when a girl gets married, the betrothal money belongs to her. Dad, I haven’t asked you for a dowry, so what makes you think you’re entitled to my betrothal money?”
Holden’s face darkened. “Betrothal money should go to the parents. If the parents are well-off, they’ll give it to their daughter. I’m in my seventies, Kathryn. I can’t work anymore. I have no income. That money would help me in my old age.”
Kathryn replied, “Dad, I already cover your living expenses. And I know exactly how much money you have. It’s more than enough—not just for one year, but for three. Pedro’s betrothal money is mine, and I won’t give it to anyone.
“And Dad, you can’t stop me. I can have someone drag you out of here at any time. If you’re smart, you’ll leave now and stop making me angry.
“Do you still care about your three sons? Do you want them to have a future? Because if you push me, I can make sure they don’t.
“If you cross me, you’ll die alone, with no one to care for you. And if I decide to take back every penny you’ve saved, trust me—I can. I could make you homeless and starving.”
Holden’s face turned pale. He believed her.
Kathryn was ruthless. She was capable of anything.
But he had come all this way. Leaving empty-handed wasn’t an option.
After a moment, Holden softened his tone. “Kathryn, I don’t need much. Just give me a million. That’s all I ask. I swear I won’t bother you again this year. I’m nearly out of money. I’ve spent most of it helping your brothers. The allowance you give me just isn’t enough.
“Kathryn, your mother left you so much wealth. A million is nothing to you—it’s like a single dollar to other people. Can’t you even spare me a single dollar?”
Without a word, Kathryn turned and went to her car. She pulled off her bag, rummaged through it, and finally found some cash. The smallest bill she had was five dollars.
She took it out and handed it to him.
“I’m still willing to give you a dollar, Dad. Here—you asked for one, I’ll give you five. No need for change.”
Holden’s expression twisted. “Kathryn, I said a million, not a dollar.”
“Oh, but you asked if I’d even give you a dollar. And I’m giving you five,” Kathryn said, slipping the bill back into her wallet. “Dad, you know me. Did you really think you could get my betrothal money?”
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“Dad, just let it go. You’re not going to die of hunger—old age or illness maybe—but I won’t let you starve.”
Kathryn turned to the butler walking over. “Butler, send two guards to move him. Don’t let him block my way.”
She didn’t want to keep arguing with Holden.
What Pedro owned was hers. And what she owned? Still hers. If Holden thought he’d get her money, he was dreaming.
“Kathryn, if you don’t give me money, I’ll curse your marriage to be miserable!”
Driven off by the butler, Holden shouted angrily at his daughter.
Kathryn shot back coldly, “Don’t worry. My marriage to Pedro will be way happier than yours ever was with my mom.”
Holden broke down on the spot.
Kathryn and Pedro got back in their car and left quickly.
Watching their car disappear into the distance, Holden muttered bitterly, “The biggest mistake of my life was marrying your mother—and having a ‘filial’ daughter like you.”
But no matter how much he regretted marrying Clarissa in his youth, there’s no medicine for regret and no way to turn back time. All he could do was live out the rest of his life with that regret.
After Kathryn and Pedro received their marriage certificate, they started planning the wedding.
Once the wedding date was locked in, they flew to Wiltspoon with their written invitations.
By coincidence, they arrived on the day of Jasmine’s baby’s one-month celebration.
Time really flies.
It felt like Jasmine just gave birth, and now the baby was already a month old.
Kathryn and Pedro hadn’t received an invitation from the Bucham family for the celebration, so they waited at the Stone family home for Audrey to return.
The Stone family’s butler called to let Audrey know.
She understood what was going on. Calmly, she told the butler, “Got it.”
“Auntie, what’s wrong?”
Serenity, sitting beside her, noticed something was off.
Jasmine was still recovering from childbirth. Serenity herself was due soon.
Lately, Zachary hadn’t been sleeping well. He had insomnia, yes—but he was also scared to fall into a deep sleep.
He was worried Serenity might go into labor suddenly, like Jasmine had.
Every time Serenity shifted in bed, Zachary would jolt awake and ask nervously if everything was okay, terrified she might go into early labor.
“Kathryn’s here. Waiting at my place,” Audrey said.
Serenity replied, “My sister told me Kathryn and Pedro got their marriage certificate and are planning the wedding. They’re probably here to give out invitations.”
But Serenity knew she wouldn’t be able to attend. The wedding date was too close to her due date.
Liberty said she’d just drop by, give a gift, have a drink or two, then rush back to Wiltspoon.
By then, Serenity would be ready to give birth. Liberty told her not to worry—this was her first child, and she was understandably anxious. Liberty wanted to be back in time to support her.
“She mentioned that to me on the phone a while back,” Audrey said gently. “I told her if they really wanted me to come, they should deliver the invite in person. I asked Liberty to pass that along.”
Audrey’s usual aloofness disappeared—she was soft and caring toward her favorite niece.
Elisa often teased that ever since her mom found two nieces, her own daughter status had taken a backseat.
Audrey added, “They’re probably coming to give me the invitation this time.”
Serenity asked, “Auntie, are you going to the wedding?”
Audrey looked at Serenity’s baby bump. “I’ll go home this afternoon and check the wedding date. If it doesn’t clash with your due date, I’ll go.”
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Audrey added, “If the timing doesn’t work, I’ll just send a gift. When your baby arrives, I’ll definitely be there for you.” She held Serenity’s hand. “You should take it easy now. Too much movement this late in pregnancy will wear you out.”
“I haven’t been out much lately,” Serenity said. “Even when Sonny went to school, Zachary took over. I haven’t been picking him up anymore. I think the baby will come early.”
She rested a hand on her belly. During her check-up, the doctor said the baby hadn’t dropped yet—so labor wasn’t imminent.
“Thirty-five weeks, right?” Audrey asked. “I remember your due date is about a month ahead of Jasmine’s. If Jasmine hadn’t delivered early, she’d be giving birth around now.”
Serenity nodded. “Thirty-five weeks and three days. I’m going for check-ups every four days now.”
Zachary had cut back on work significantly, focusing all his attention on her.
His grandmother, mother, and sisters-in-law had also returned from FC Manor Villa.
Partly for Jasmine’s baby’s celebration—but mainly because Serenity was so close to delivery.
This was the old lady’s first great-grandchild, and their hometown placed great importance on that.
The maternity bag and all the baby supplies were already packed.
Zachary had bought a mountain of baby clothes, blankets, bottles—everything. Anytime the sun came out, he’d lay the clothes out to dry, saying sun-dried clothes smelled better than those from the dryer. They were warmer too.
Serenity joked that Zachary might as well open a maternity and baby supply store—he had brought home way more than they needed.
They even had a whole room dedicated to storing baby things.
Zachary bought baby clothes for every stage from newborn to one year—and in bulk. One time, he even bought baby skirts.
After washing and drying them, he laid the tiny skirts at the head of their bed. Every night, he’d pick one up and look at it lovingly.
He told Serenity, “Since we bought baby skirts, we’ll definitely have a daughter one day. If we keep them on the bed for a few years, it’ll happen.”
Serenity teased him, “We haven’t even had our first baby, and you’re already planning the next?”
Still, she loved those little skirts too. She let him dream and admire them every night.
Everyone who saw Serenity’s bump said it was a boy—pointed belly, popped-out belly button—just like Jasmine’s.
And Jasmine did have a boy.
“Got everything ready?” Audrey asked.
“Everything’s set,” Serenity replied. “Auntie bought a bunch of supplies for me too. Elisa picks up things from time to time. And Alice gave me some new clothes her baby never wore.”
After Clive’s son was born, he had too many new outfits—some he never even wore.
Alice asked if Serenity wanted them. She did—but preferred the clothes that hadn’t been worn.
Sonny’s clothes were top quality. He wore them so often, but they still looked brand new.
Jasmine’s son even wore some of Clive’s son’s hand-me-downs.
But when Zachary saw Serenity bringing home two boxes of baby clothes from the Stone family, he thought it meant she still didn’t have enough—so he went shopping again.
Now, the baby hadn’t even been born yet, but several closets were already overflowing with clothes.