Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 3923

Married At First Sight Chapter 3923 
Chapter 3923 
     
Zachary’s world revolved around Serenity. She was his everything—the only woman he saw, the only one he cared about. 
Though Zachary had scolded Tatum harshly, he couldn’t truly hold a grudge. After all, Tatum was his only biological brother. 
Even so, Zachary silently vowed that from now on, he’d stay out of Tatum’s love life. If Tatum wanted to unload his romantic dilemmas, Zachary would just listen—no advice, no input. 
Still simmering with frustration, Zachary said sternly, “You’re 27, Tatum. You’re old enough to figure things out on your own. Stop running to me every time you have a problem. What do you think I am, some kind of love counselor? 
“You think the love between me and Serenity is a guidebook for your life? It’s not. You need to stop dragging me into your romantic drama. I’m done with it.” 
Tatum chuckled awkwardly, knowing full well his brother was still annoyed. Quickly, he changed the subject. “How’s sister-in-law? And the baby?” 
The mention of Serenity and their unborn child softened Zachary’s tone slightly, and the conversation soon ended. 
After hanging up, Tatum let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. “I’ve really done it this time,” he muttered to himself, patting his mouth in frustration. “I should’ve kept my mouth shut. No more asking my brother for advice about my love life.” 
Meanwhile, Zachary was still fuming. If Tatum had been standing in front of him, Zachary was sure he’d have given him a good kick. 
Just then, the door to the room opened, and Serenity walked in. 
She’d been chatting with the elders and sisters-in-law downstairs but decided to head upstairs early. She wanted a shower and some much-needed rest. 
The moment she entered, she noticed Zachary’s sour expression. He looked upset— really upset. 
Serenity shut the door behind her and walked over. Without a word, she leaned down to him. Zachary immediately reached out, pulling her into his arms. 
She fell into his embrace as he adjusted her position carefully. Despite the forcefulness of his movements, his hands instinctively supported her rounded belly, protecting her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. 
Serenity turned slightly, trying to look at him, but Zachary held her tighter. 
“Don’t move,” he said in a low, almost pleading tone. “Let me hold you like this.” Sensing his mood, Serenity stopped trying to move and relaxed in his arms. 
The room wasn’t particularly cold, even in Wiltspoon’s mild winter. Zachary, however, had left the windows open, letting in a crisp breeze. 
Serenity couldn’t help but wonder if he did this on purpose—letting the cold in so she’d have no choice but to snuggle into his arms for warmth. 
And it worked. 
Zachary was like a living heater, his body radiating warmth and security. Serenity nestled closer, finding comfort in his steady presence. 
As his chin rested lightly on her shoulder, Zachary murmured, “Seren, I love you.” 
Smiling, Serenity reached back to gently touch his head. “What’s gotten into you tonight? I could see you were angry the moment I walked in. Who upset you?” 
Her tone was teasing, but there was genuine curiosity in her voice. Who would dare upset Young Master York on the eve of the New Year? 
Instead of answering, Zachary asked, “Do you believe that I love you?” 
Caught off guard, Serenity laughed softly. “Why would I doubt that?” 
She shifted slightly in his arms so she could look him in the eye. “Since the moment I found out who you really are, we’ve talked everything through as husband and wife. I’ve never questioned your love for me since then—not for a second.” 
Her sincerity seemed to ease something in Zachary. His hold on her tightened, not in frustration but in pure adoration. 
For now, whatever had angered him melted into the background. All that mattered was the woman in his arms and the life they were building together.