Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 3901

 
Married At First Sight Chapter 3901-3905 
Chapter 3901 
If Lucas weren’t afraid of the beating his mother might give him later, he’d have already run off to play with Sonny. 
Chelsea, meanwhile, couldn’t resist snooping. She opened Sonny’s small suitcase, rifling through it with a critical eye. 
Other than Sonny’s clothes and a few toys, there wasn’t much inside. 
“Where’s the seafood? Auntie loves seafood! Didn’t your mom pack a big bag for me to take home?” she asked, her voice laced with annoyance. 
She then turned her attention to three gift boxes stacked neatly nearby, reaching for them. 
Hank stepped in immediately, his tone sharp. “Don’t touch those. They’re Sonny’s. They’re for his health.” 
Chelsea froze, momentarily stunned by her brother’s tone. Hank’s patience for her antics had run dry long ago. He no longer indulged her behavior, and she knew better than to push him too far—especially since she still relied on the occasional favor from her family. 
Reluctantly, she backed off, sulking as Hank carried the gift boxes into the room and slammed the door behind him. 
Neither Mr. nor Mrs. Brown said a word, their silence heavy in the air. 
Realizing there was no chance of claiming the gift boxes for herself, Chelsea returned to Sonny, trying again to cozy up to him. She reached out, aiming for a hug, but Sonny leaned away, nestling deeper into his grandfather’s lap. 
“Grandpa,” Sonny said firmly, “I don’t want Auntie to hug me.” 
Mr. Brown shot a warning glare at his daughter. 
Chelsea withdrew her hand, looking more than a little embarrassed. “Sonny, why are you like this? What did I do wrong? I used to hold you all the time when you were a baby. I loved you so much.” 
Sonny looked up at her, unimpressed. “Auntie, I’m not three anymore. You can’t fool me.” 
Chelsea opened her mouth but couldn’t find the words to respond. 
Changing tactics, she pouted. “Sonny, why didn’t you bring me anything for the New 
Year? You only bought gifts for Grandpa and Grandma, but not for me. It’s almost the New Year, you know. You could’ve gotten me something nice, like a big seafood package. Why don’t you call your mom now and ask her to send a few over? Then you can give one to me as a New Year gift. What do you say?” 
Before Sonny could answer, Mr. Brown’s face darkened, and he snapped at his daughter. 
“Chelsea, do you have any shame at all? Why on earth did I raise someone so shameless?” 
Chelsea flinched, but he didn’t stop. 
“Sonny is a child. He’s your nephew, not someone responsible for getting you gifts! You’re his aunt—have you even prepared a New Year gift for him? And what about me and your mother? Did you bring anything for us?” His voice grew angrier as he continued. 
“Sonny’s mother is wealthy because she’s capable. That doesn’t mean you’re entitled to anything she has. Liberty doesn’t owe you a thing! Not now, and not ever! 
“You think back to how Liberty treated you when she was married to Hank. Whenever you came around, she’d cook whatever you wanted, using money that she helped Hank earn. If she hadn’t managed the household, Hank wouldn’t have had a dime to his name. 
“She was too kind to you, and that kindness turned you into the greedy, entitled person you are today. “And now you want Liberty, your former sister-in-law, to send you New Year gifts? 
You’ve lost your mind. Even if she and Hank were still married, you wouldn’t have the right to act this way. And yet here you are, coming back to your parents’ home emptyhanded, trying to take everything in sight. 
“Have some self-respect, Chelsea. You’re embarrassing yourself and this family!” 
         
Chelsea sat in stunned silence, her father’s words hanging in the air like a heavy weight. Sonny stayed quiet, resting against his grandfather’s chest, as if he knew exactly who had his back.