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Adults always stressed the importance of a balanced diet—and being picky simply wasn’t allowed.
That mindset stuck with them into adulthood, making it hard for any of them to be as particular about food as Miss Ormond.
“Grandma would’ve carefully considered whoever Tatum chose as his fiancée,” Abby said. “If Tatum wasn’t capable of handling Miss Ormond, then no matter how much Grandma admired her, she wouldn’t have approved the match. But because Tatum can handle her, Grandma chose her. I think Grandma York knows exactly what kind of women are right for each of you.”
“Look at your eldest brother. He’s cold and distant, never really close to women. So what did Grandma do? She basically forced him into marrying your eldest sister-in-law. She took advantage of his strong sense of duty. Because once he’s married, he considers it a responsibility—he has to be a good husband. That sense of duty makes him care about his wife more and more. Over time, with enough understanding and closeness, love naturally follows.”
The men in the York family were loyal and deeply responsible.
Zachary didn’t fall in love right away—he agreed to marry Serenity because he owed Grandma a favor. He said he’d take some time to observe whether Serenity was someone he could entrust his life to.
But in truth, the responsibility ingrained in his bones made him embrace her fully, shielding and cherishing her.
And that very sense of responsibility slowly grew into love.
“Take your third brother Kevin and his wife Hayden as another example. Your third sister-in-law doesn’t talk much, but your third brother? He’s a talker. They complement each other perfectly. There’s never a dull moment between them.
“Then there’s your second brother Callum and his wife Camryn. Camryn was blind when they met. But your second brother has a gentle, kind nature. He never looked down on her and accepted everything about her without hesitation.
“Your grandmother really is something special. She loves you all so much.”
Abby was certain of one thing—Grandma York didn’t just start helping her grandsons find the right partners overnight. She’d probably been planning it for years.
Why did she wait until Young Master York was married before arranging love stories for the rest? Most likely, she believed they weren’t mature or stable enough before that. Younger men can be impulsive, and back then, they didn’t seem ready to handle a relationship, much less a marriage.
If they had started chasing wives too early, it likely wouldn’t have worked out. Worse, their immaturity might have ended up hurting someone else’s daughter.
Now, the seventh and eighth grandsons were around 23 or 24. But even now, the old lady wasn’t in a rush. She said she’d wait until they were 26 or 27 before guiding them toward relationships.
Maybe she’d even hold off until they were 28 or 29.
After all, Grandma York already had a handful of granddaughters-in-law, and her excitement had simmered down. Plus, she’d just become a great-grandmother—she was ready to enjoy a well-deserved break.
Evan smiled. “I know Grandma loves us. She and Grandpa basically raised us. Back when we were kids, our parents were always busy with work, so they left us with our grandparents. Grandma used to say that once she retired, she’d be surrounded by grandchildren, and she wouldn’t feel bored.”
He chuckled softly. “She got her wish.”
“Our grandparents are remarkable people. They’ve built such successful lives, and they passed on all that wisdom to us, little by little. Sure, we brothers are different from one another—but compared to most, we’re all elites in our own right.”
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“That’s because Grandpa and Grandma raised us right.”
Evan smiled as he spoke. “My grandfather was an amazing man too. It’s just a shame he didn’t live long enough to see us all get married and have children. He would’ve been so proud to see my eldest brother become a dad. Grandpa always loved him the most—he was the eldest grandson, and that meant something special.”
Abby didn’t quite know how to respond.
She had never met the York family’s grandfather. He had passed away from illness when Zachary was in his twenties. That had been six or seven years ago now.
She said softly, “As long as you live well and stay devoted to your grandmother, your grandpa would be at peace. He’s surely smiling down on you from heaven.”
Evan was quiet for a moment before replying, “You’re right. We’ll all do our best and take care of Grandma.”
The brothers all had a deep bond with their grandmother.
Oddly enough, their relationships with their own parents weren’t quite as close.
When they arrived at the Huyoniville Hotel, Abby pulled the car into the lot. They got out at the same time. Evan glanced at the bouquet and asked with a hint of amusement, “Abby, aren’t you going to carry the bouquet I gave you?”
Abby replied matter-of-factly, “We’re heading in to eat. No point carrying a bouquet around—it just gets in the way. Next time, don’t get such a big one. It’s hard to hold.”
Evan chuckled. “But a big bouquet looks better. Alright, I’ll go with something smaller next time.”
As long as Abby was willing to accept flowers from him, Evan didn’t care about the size. He’d buy her whatever she liked.
He gently reached out, trying to take her hand.
But the moment he touched her fingers, Abby instinctively pulled away.
Evan felt a small pang of disappointment—but he understood.
Even though she’d softened a bit toward him after he returned from Wiltspoon, that didn’t mean she had truly accepted him. She probably agreed to meet more because she wanted to ask about her sister-in-law than anything else.
Still, he wasn’t discouraged. There was time.
He had a whole lifetime to win her heart again.
Without showing a hint of frustration, Evan followed her into the hotel.
The Huyoniville Hotel belonged to the Du Group. Abby was extremely familiar with the place—it was one of her family’s businesses.
She led Evan into a private room she often used and asked casually, “What do you want to eat?”
“Whatever you’re having,” Evan replied. “I’m easy.”
Without hesitation, Abby ordered a few of the hotel’s signature dishes.
Once the waiter left, she asked, “How’s your family’s investment coming along here?”
Evan replied, “Pretty smoothly. Once our branch is officially set up, I wonder if there’s a chance we could partner with your company?”
Abby gave him a knowing smile. “I doubt it—for now, at least. Who knows if your branch will even make it?”
Evan raised an eyebrow. “You’re questioning my ability?”
She nodded, not holding back. “Yes, I am. Your success in Wiltspoon came with a lot of help—from the York family name. Not to mention your family’s strong ties with the Lewises, the Stones, and the Buchams. You’re surrounded by powerful allies in Wiltspoon.
“But here in Huyoniville? That influence doesn’t reach very far. Any business you get here will be minimal. To succeed, you’re basically starting from scratch. If you can get your branch running smoothly within two or three years, I’ll admit you’ve got what it takes.”
Evan said firmly, “I’ll have it up and running in two years.”
He wanted to say one—but considering he also needed time to win Abby back, he gave himself a little cushion.
He couldn’t let the woman he loved look down on him. No matter what, he would make the Huyoniville branch a success—fast.
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Abby asked, “Do you think it’ll really work in two years?”
Evan replied, “Abby, instead of doubting me, you should be supporting and encouraging me. I can do it!”
Abby said, “I wasn’t doubting you. I’m just saying it’s really hard to start a company and get it up and running in just a year or two—unless you happen to be in an industry that’s leading the trend. But right now, there aren’t many industries like that.”
He was the one who brought up whether it could work. The way he interpreted her question wasn’t what she meant at all.
Evan looked at her and said, “How about we make a bet?”
Abby raised an eyebrow. “What kind of bet?”
“Let’s bet on us,” Evan said. “If I can get my family’s branch in Huyoniville on track within two years, you’ll marry me.”
Abby shot back, “And if you lose?”
Evan leaned back, spreading his hands with a grin. “Then I’ll marry you. If I win, you marry me. If I lose, I marry you.”
“Swindler!” Abby said. “No matter what, the outcome’s the same.”
“It’s not the same,” Evan said. “If you marry me, you’ll live with me in Wiltspoon. If I marry you, I’ll live with you in Huyoniville.”
Abby shook her head. “Forget it. I’m not betting with you. Whether your business succeeds or not is your problem—it has nothing to do with me.”
Evan replied softly, “I really wish you’d take the bet.”
That way, he wouldn’t have to wait for the company to take off—he could just admit defeat and marry her.
But Abby was too smart not to see through him. That’s exactly why she didn’t want to make the bet.
She wanted their relationship to be built on real love, without any games or conditions attached.
Abby said, “You rarely come home. Why not stay a few more days and spend time with your grandma and parents?”
Evan chuckled. “My grandma’s a great-grandmother now. All she cares about are the great-grandkids—us grandkids don’t even register. As for my parents, the only time they’re truly happy is when I bring a girlfriend home. Then they actually notice me and remember I’m their son.”
He added, “When Tatum brought his girlfriend home to meet our parents, they were so jealous. They said my aunt-in-law had completed her ‘mission,’ but they hadn’t. What mission? They gave birth to us boys. My older brother’s married, so now they’re zeroed in on me.”
Evan was self-aware enough to laugh about it.
“I only stayed home one day before they started pushing me to come back again. I told them I’d wait until my sister-in-law gave birth. After she did and both mom and baby were healthy, my mom started pressuring me again.”
He looked at Abby with deep affection. “Abby, I love you. I really do. I don’t care if you’re Fox, the Du family’s second daughter, or Bianca. I love you.”
No matter what name she used, she was still the woman he loved.
Abby replied, “Tatum knew to bring his girlfriend home, but you ran off by yourself without even telling me. Something big happened in your family, and you didn’t think of me.”
Evan was at a loss. “…I—I just thought I’d go see my nephew and then come here afterward. I didn’t think it through. I also figured you wouldn’t want to go back with me. You haven’t accepted my feelings yet, and we’re still in a gray area.”
“If you don’t ask, how would you know?” Abby said. “Of course I wanted to go back—not because I’ve accepted your feelings or become your girlfriend, but because of my sister Seren. She’s like family to me. She just had a baby, and as her close friend, I should be there for her.”
Evan was left speechless, unsure of what to say.
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Evan hadn’t thought things through. He knew Abby and his sister-in-law were close. If Abby had known Serenity had given birth, she definitely would’ve wanted to visit her.
But Evan had gotten the news and rushed back alone. At the time, it just didn’t cross his mind.
That was on him.
After a moment, Evan said, “Abby, I didn’t handle things well. I’ll do better from now on—I promise.”
Abby said, “There’s a banquet on Saturday. I’m attending, and I need someone to go with me. See if you’re free.”
The invitation caught Evan completely off guard. He looked up at her, stunned. “Wait—are you talking to me?”
“Do you see a third person here besides us?”
Sometimes Evan could be so clueless.
He broke into a wide grin. “I thought I might’ve misheard. Abby, of course I’m free—anytime. If you ever need someone to go with you to an event or social function, just say the word. I’d be happy to be your escort—your personal bodyguard.”
Even if she didn’t ask him, if he knew she was attending a banquet, he would’ve found a way to crash it with an invitation.
No way he’d let other guys try to make a move on her.
From what he knew, plenty of wealthy families in Huyoniville were eyeing Abby as a future daughter-in-law. But Abby just didn’t click with their sons. None of those local young elites were her type.
Abby liked him—Evan.
She hadn’t accepted his feelings yet, but Evan could feel it. She had fallen for him last year.
Abby said, “Come to my house around six on Saturday evening.”
“Got it,” Evan replied.
“Do you have a new suit?”
Evan started to say yes, then caught himself. “Nope. All my suits are old.”
Was she going to buy him a new one?
Abby said, “Then take some time this week and go shopping. Pick up a couple of new suits. If you want to custom order them, it’s probably too late, so just grab something off the rack. There are a few brands with really good options.”
Evan’s excitement faded.
So she wasn’t planning to buy him one—she just wanted him to get it himself.
“Abby, how about you pick out a few for me? I usually have someone custom-make my clothes. If I shop on my own, I might end up choosing something awful.”
She wasn’t buying that for a second.
Everyone knew the York men were perfectly capable. Scared of picking out a bad suit? Yeah, right.
He just wanted her to gift him some new clothes.
The waiter came in and began serving the food.
Once everything was brought out, Abby treated Evan to dinner.
As for the suits? She never gave him a straight answer, even after the meal was over and they were full and content.
Evan accepted his fate.
He’d just buy his own.
Clearly, he still had work to do to win her over.
“Abby, let’s go see a movie,” Evan suggested as they left the hotel.
“I haven’t seen one in ages,” Abby said. “No idea what’s even playing.”
Evan smiled, “Only one way to find out—let’s go see for ourselves. Since you’re not busy with anything else tonight, just relax for once. My treat.”
Abby didn’t say no.
And just like that, the disappointed look on Evan’s face vanished.
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Once they got in the car, Evan asked, “What kind of movies do you like?”
Abby answered, “Anything but romance. I like martial arts, horror—pretty much everything else.”
Evan chuckled. “Really? I thought all girls were into romance films. Do you have any favorite actors?”
“No,” Abby replied calmly. “I’ve never been into celebrities. The people I admire are the ones who’ve made real contributions to the country and society.”
For people like them, chasing stars was easy. If they wanted, they could sign a celebrity to their own entertainment company in minutes and have them making money for the family.
Evan nodded. “Makes sense.”
No wonder she liked going out in disguise. He figured maybe it came from watching too many martial arts shows—maybe she had a heroine fantasy.
But Evan was wrong.
Abby wore a disguise when she stepped into the outside world for other reasons. First, she couldn’t let people know she was the second daughter of the Du family—she didn’t want to tarnish their name. Being from a prominent family came with restrictions. Everything she did reflected on them.
Second, she’d trained under her master from a young age. Most of the people around her were older senior disciples. By the time she’d finished learning, they were already out making a living in the world. After hearing their stories, she too wanted to experience life on her own terms.
Abby smiled. “What exactly do you think you understand?”
“I, uh…” Evan quickly changed the subject, glancing at the skyline. “The night view in Huyoniville is amazing, huh?”
Abby had been about to explain, but stopped herself. Saying too much would feel like confirming to Evan that she really was Fox—even though he already knew she was Fox and Bianca.
“It is beautiful,” she said softly.
“I’m thinking of heading to the beach this weekend to unwind. Are you free? Come with me. I’ve got a yacht—we can take it out.”
Abby’s invitation came out of nowhere.
“Working every day, drowning in documents, nonstop meetings, endless business trips—it’s exhausting. Even weekends barely feel like a break anymore,” she said, gazing out the car window. “But that’s part of the responsibility. When we were young, our parents worked hard to give us this life. We grew up without worries because of their sacrifice.”
She paused before adding, “Now that they’re getting older, it’s our turn to carry that load and give them a peaceful retirement.”
That’s how it goes between parents and children. You raised me, and now I’ll take care of you.
Evan glanced over at her, then focused back on the road. “That’s why my grandma likes you.”
His grandma always placed character above all else.
She used to say, even if someone’s family background didn’t match the Yorks, as long as they came from a clean, upright family and had strong character, she wouldn’t care. She’d still welcome them as a granddaughter-in-law.
The York family already had more than enough wealth. Marrying someone without status wouldn’t harm their legacy.
A good woman could bless three generations.
That’s why Grandma placed so much importance on character.
She wanted the York family to remain grounded. Losses might happen, but the foundation would stay strong. And so far, York Corporation remained steady—better than most. The family had survived where others hadn’t. Many of the families that once rose alongside them had already crumbled, their wealth wasted by the next generation.
Only the Yorks kept growing stronger.
Abby smiled faintly. “Honestly, the person I admire most is still your grandma, Evan. Back then, when I liked you, I think it was more about admiring the whole York family. I felt like—no matter who it was—if they were from the Yorks and appeared in my world, I would’ve liked them.”
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Evan was momentarily speechless. He couldn’t help but feel a little defeated.
So it’s not me she likes—it’s my family.
Luckily, Grandma had encouraged him to pursue her. And thankfully, Abby liked him now—really liked him.
They chatted along the way and soon arrived at the nearest movie theater.
To be honest, it had been a long time since Evan went to a theater. If he wanted to watch a movie, he could do it at home in luxury.
But this was what people did on dates—go to the movies. So he was going along with it. Not just to be with Abby, but also to enjoy the experience of a real date.
Since Abby liked martial arts and horror films, Evan bought two tickets for a horror movie. The show hadn’t started yet, so they strolled through the theater.
Evan also bought a bunch of snacks for her, claiming she’d need them during the movie.
Abby looked at the haul and shook her head. “This is too much. I’m not a kid. Who eats this many snacks during a movie?”
“With all this,” she added, “I’ll probably be too busy munching to even follow the plot.”
But even as she said it, her heart was warm. She was happy.
Evan tried to buy her other things too—designer bags, jewelry, and other luxury items—but Abby stopped him.
“You already gave me a set of jewelry,” she reminded him. “No more. I haven’t even brought that one home yet. What do you think I am, a jewelry store?”
She had plenty of jewelry already—some pieces passed down from her grandmother, worth far more than what you’d find in stores today.
Maybe it was the way she was raised. From a young age, she’d trained under her master. The training had been rigorous. Even though her master and the disciples came from wealthy families, they had been made to endure hardship. Living conditions during that time were tough.
Though Abby was born into privilege as the second daughter of the Du family, her pride had been tempered through those years of discipline.
When she returned to her identity as a Du family heiress, she still enjoyed looking at gold and silver and collecting jewelry—but she rarely wore it.
In everyday life, she only wore a necklace she was particularly fond of, along with a bracelet. Occasionally, she’d add earrings. Only when attending high-society events would she truly dress up.
“I really don’t need all that,” she said simply.
Evan replied, “I know you don’t. But I want to give them to you. I like buying you things. I want to spend all the money I make on you. Spending it gives me more motivation to make even more.”
He smiled as he added, “My eldest brother told me that once the Huyoniville branch is up and running, all the profits for the first three years will go to me. Of course, if there are losses, those are on me too. I’ll be reporting to my brother starting from next month.”
Part of the earnings would go to York headquarters, but the rest would be his.
Abby smiled. “Then you’d better work hard and get the branch stable fast. With a yearly income in the hundreds of millions—or even billions—your net worth is going to skyrocket.”
Evan grinned. “It’s already not too shabby.”
If he could marry her, he’d give her the best life possible.
He’d take on all the responsibilities, all the stress—just so she could be happy and carefree.
That was how a true York family lady should live—like a princess or a queen.
“Probably a few hundred million more than I have,” Abby said knowingly.
She was well aware of Evan’s personal wealth.
Evan responded with a smile, “From now on, what’s mine is yours. And what’s yours is still yours.”
Abby laughed. “In that case, I’ll surpass my eldest sister and become the richest woman in Huyoniville.”
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Evan said, “If your dream is to surpass your older sister and become the richest woman in Huyoniville, I’ll do everything in my power to make it happen for you.”
Abby raised an eyebrow and teased, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll just take your money, kick you to the curb, and leave you broke?”
Evan reached for her hand and held it gently, looking at her with total trust. “I believe in your character. You wouldn’t do that. And if you ever did, then that’s on me.”
Abby narrowed her eyes. “Why would it be your problem?”
He smiled. “Because that would mean I didn’t do enough. I didn’t make you trust me completely, didn’t make you love me deeply enough, or want to spend your life with me. So if you ever left, that’s my failure—not yours.”
Abby stared at him for a while, then suddenly reached out and pinched his cheek, saying nothing.
During the movie, Evan barely paid attention to the screen. His focus was entirely on her.
He spent most of the time feeding her snacks.
After the movie ended and they walked out of the theater, Abby said, “I’ve been eating nonstop all night. I’m stuffed. I won’t sleep well like this. Walk with me for thirty minutes so I can digest, and then go get the car.”
“Sure,” Evan agreed immediately.
He was more than happy to spend extra time with her tonight.
Abby didn’t head home until around eleven.
She refused to let Evan drive her back.
When he insisted, she told him flatly that if he did, she wouldn’t speak to him for a whole month. That threat worked. He had no choice but to give up.
When Abby got home, she found her mother still awake.
She walked over, sat down next to her, and said with concern, “Mom, it’s so late. Why are you still up? Is something wrong?”
“No, I just couldn’t sleep,” Mrs. Du replied. “Your father and his fishing buddies went night fishing. He’s not back yet, so I’m waiting for him.”
Since retiring, Mr. Du had taken up fishing as his favorite pastime.
Day or night, he was out with his rod, and he’d made a lot of fishing friends.
Mrs. Du didn’t try to stop him. She just set a few rules: no staying out later than midnight, and no fishing on holidays—those were her days. He had to accompany her.
Abby smiled. “I knew Dad liked fishing, but I didn’t realize he was this obsessed. Out every night?”
“Who knows with him?” Mrs. Du sighed. “He used to go fishing on holidays before he retired, and I even joined him sometimes. Back then, I was too busy with the company to really notice how much he liked it. But now that he’s retired and has nothing but time, he’s gotten hooked again.”
She added, “As long as he’s back by midnight, I don’t mind. It’s boring to be home all day. I can go out with friends, play cards, go shopping, enjoy hot springs… but your dad doesn’t enjoy those things. Most of his friends haven’t retired yet, so they’re still busy. Fishing gives him something to do.”
Honestly, he was retired now. He could do whatever he wanted.
Everything came down to the children’s abilities. Many of their peers were still running their family businesses and couldn’t step back yet.
But the Du family? Their daughters had taken over and were doing great. The older generation didn’t have to worry anymore. They could relax and enjoy life.
Many families in Huyoniville’s upper class were jealous of Mr. Du’s retirement lifestyle.
Mrs. Du turned to Abby with a knowing smile. “You didn’t have any social events tonight, and you left work early. I’m guessing you went on a date with Evan?”
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“Mom, how did you know?” Abby admitted with a small smile, then muttered under her breath, “Oh—I forgot the bouquet and the jewelry Evan gave me.”
She stood up and walked outside.
Mrs. Du chuckled. “You left all the gifts he gave you in the car? That must mean you’re not that into him yet.”
Abby was already out of earshot and didn’t respond.
When she returned with the bouquet and jewelry in hand, Mrs. Du couldn’t resist teasing her again. “If your feelings for Evan aren’t that deep and you two could split up at any time, have you thought about giving Spencer a chance?
“Our families have a close bond and a good relationship. Your Aunt Chouinard and I have been friends for decades—she’s watched you grow up. Sure, she’s a bit snobbish, but that’s common in our circle. Besides, with the Du family behind you, and with your own strength—both brains and boldness—no one would dare to push you around. If you were with Spencer, your Aunt Chouinard would treat you like royalty, probably better than she treats Spencer.”
Abby looked at her mother and asked calmly, “Mom, which family do you think is better—the Chouinards or the Yorks? Which one is a better match for me? Who do you think I’d be happier with—Spencer or Evan?”
Mrs. Du paused, caught off guard.
After a few seconds, she smiled. “I was just teasing. I’m not seriously trying to push you to marry Spencer. His heart was never with you, and you never loved him. Forcing a marriage just for business would only make both of you miserable.”
She added honestly, “Your Aunt Chouinard… she’s not quite in the same league as Evan’s mom. She doesn’t have her grace, or her competence, or her open mind. The Chouinard family can’t really compare to the Yorks. If we’re being honest, the Chouinards aren’t truly a good match for the Du family either.
“The Yorks, though… they’re the real deal. A well-matched family, even if they are a little far away.”
She smiled warmly. “But as long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters. Your dad and I are still healthy. We can fly out to visit you whenever we want. And you’ll always be welcome to come home.”
It was true—Mrs. Du and Mrs. Chouinard had been close friends for decades. Mrs. Du was even Spencer’s godmother. As a Libra, she naturally leaned toward Spencer. But she wasn’t blinded by sentiment. She could still see things clearly.
She knew that her daughter’s happiness came first. And whether it was the York family or the Chouinard family, she had already made up her mind.
The Yorks had an excellent family legacy, and they were a great match for the Du family. The men of the York family were known for being loyal and devoted to their wives—something rare in many wealthy circles.
In fact, many daughters of high society dreamed of marrying into the York family—not just for their money, but for their reputation as loving husbands.
But getting into the York family wasn’t easy. Every marriage had to pass the approval of the old matriarch. The lady of the house was shrewd, and you couldn’t win her over with appearances alone—you had to prove yourself.
Mrs. Du wasn’t about to let her daughter miss out on that opportunity.
Just the other night, Mrs. Chouinard had called, subtly testing the waters about a possible match between their families. But both women knew it wasn’t going to happen. It seemed even she had given up.
“If you’re not mad at Evan anymore,” Mrs. Du said gently, “maybe it’s time you make your relationship official. Don’t give other women a chance to swoop in and steal him.”
She added, “Your rival Paisley has been popping up around Evan a little too often lately—definitely on purpose.”
Evan, of course, only had eyes for Abby. He didn’t pay any attention to that wealthy heiress.
But it was clear the other woman had a plan—and she was targeting Evan.
The moment Abby heard her name—Paisley—her expression darkened.
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Paisley Hache came from the Hache family, which ranked fifth among Huyoniville’s wealthiest families. Although the Du family outranked them, the difference wasn’t too huge.
She and Abby had been classmates for two years.
Back then, Paisley loved sticking close to Abby—yet she secretly wanted to outdo her in everything. Unfortunately, no matter what she did, she just couldn’t beat Abby. That bitterness turned into obsession. Abby didn’t care much about her, but Paisley constantly picked fights, forcing Abby to respond. Abby wasn’t a saint—she had a temper too—and eventually the two ended up as clear-cut rivals.
Now, both women worked for their respective family businesses.
Abby had started at the bottom and worked her way up to vice president through real accomplishments and hard work.
Paisley, lacking Abby’s skills, was only given a meaningless title. Once again, she lost to Abby.
When Evan first began pursuing Abby, Paisley took notice.
At first, she didn’t know who Evan really was—just that he was incredibly handsome. But when she found out he was the fourth young master of the powerful York family in Wiltspoon, her envy exploded.
Still, Evan had made it clear to Abby back then that he couldn’t be with her. Then he returned to Wiltspoon. Abby had even flown there to find out why—only to come back to Huyoniville and resume her role as VP.
Paisley had mocked her repeatedly over that. She sneered, “So what if you’re the Du family’s second daughter? You finally fall for a guy, and he doesn’t even want you.”
She also liked to say, “If it were me, I would’ve already married into the York family and become Mrs. York by now.”
Though Abby never stooped to her level, Paisley’s jabs and sarcasm spread all over Huyoniville’s upper circles. It only deepened the rivalry between them.
Paisley had a boyfriend, but his family background wasn’t impressive. The Hache family hadn’t approved of the relationship.
She didn’t care too much—she was waiting to see if he could rise to the occasion. Secretly, though, she was planning a breakup.
After a few years, the spark was gone. And with so many attractive men out there, she began eyeing other options. Her plan was to find someone better and then dump her boyfriend.
She thought she had Abby beat when it came to love.
But unexpectedly, Evan reappeared—and this time, he was serious. He chased Abby with real commitment, refusing to back off no matter what the Du family or Abby herself said.
Evan wasn’t just anyone—he was the fourth young master of the York family, whose wealth soared into the hundreds of billions. Compared to the Hache family’s few tens of billions, the Yorks were in another league entirely.
And the Hache family’s fortune wasn’t even centralized. It was the combined wealth of Paisley’s father and four uncles. If divided equally, her share would be far less than Abby’s—not to mention Evan’s, whose family was basically in a different stratosphere.
In the past, Paisley thought she had the upper hand in relationships. Now that Evan was openly pursuing Abby, she was green with envy.
So she made a move.
Since Evan’s pursuit hadn’t seemed to work at first, she thought she could swoop in and steal him away. She began appearing near him constantly, creating every opportunity she could to be seen.
But Evan only had eyes for Abby. He didn’t even know who Paisley was—barely noticed her at all.
Still, while Evan was oblivious, the Du family definitely wasn’t.
Married At First Sight Chapter 4420
Mrs. Du couldn’t help but worry that her future son-in-law might get snatched up by the Hache family, so she gave Abby a gentle but pointed reminder.
“You love Evan, and he loves you too. Last year when he said he couldn’t fall for you, it was because you entered his life under a different identity. The truth is, he loved you from the start. He was just misled—fooled, really. Let’s be honest, he didn’t handle it well. But when he realized he couldn’t be with you, he didn’t run away—he went back to Wiltspoon to calm down.
“He needed time to sort through his feelings. And when he was ready, he came back and explained everything. He didn’t want to waste your time or youth. The only problem was, you went after him too quickly. If you had waited a little longer, he would’ve told you the truth himself.
“Abby, everything that’s happened… it’s always been just the two of you. From beginning to end.
“Our family isn’t angry at him, and we don’t disapprove. Your dad and I have already accepted him in our hearts. So stop pretending you’re above it all—just accept his love openly and be his girlfriend. Don’t wait until some other woman swoops in. You’ll regret it when it’s too late.”
Abby replied stubbornly, “Mom, if someone can take him away, then it was never real love to begin with. If he truly loves me, no one can steal him.”
Mrs. Du nodded. “That’s true. But still, it’s exhausting having so many rivals, and you can’t always guard against them. If someone manages to trap him into something, he’s the kind of man who takes responsibility. If that happens, who knows—he might feel obligated to marry her.
“Abby, when you meet a great man who you love and who checks every box, you grab him. If you don’t, and you let him out into the wild, someone else will scoop him up in no time.”
That’s why wealthy families often arrange early connections—once a promising young man or woman appears, other families take notice. The kids grow up together, become familiar, even develop feelings. It ensures the best don’t end up on the open market.
Abby said, “But aren’t we already like a couple? Tonight, he invited me to dinner, and I went. He gave me flowers and jewelry—I accepted them. We even watched a movie together. Isn’t that what dating looks like? Anyone with eyes can tell we’re together.
“This is our relationship. It’s enough that we know it. There’s no need to go public just yet. When we get married and have a wedding, everyone will find out then.”
And when that wedding happened, the media would definitely cover it. All of Huyoniville would know.
“Mom, Evan’s not going to fall for Paisley. He doesn’t even notice her. She can’t compare to me in any way. With me right in front of him, glowing like a diamond, there’s no way he’d choose someone like her. She’s been losing to me all her life. If she thinks she can steal Evan from me, she’s dreaming.”
Abby was confident—completely secure in herself.
And she had full faith in Evan.
She wasn’t the least bit worried about her so-called rival.
Could Paisley even dare try to scheme against Evan?
Please. Evan wasn’t that easy to manipulate.
Don’t let his soft demeanor fool you. Sure, he could seem a little slow emotionally—like his EQ and IQ took a dip whenever he was with Abby—but that was just the image he gave off. He came across as gentle and refined, the perfect gentleman.
But beneath that polished exterior was a sharper edge.
Any grandson raised by Grandma York might look kind on the surface, but underneath it all, he was a smiling tiger.