Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 3964

Chapter 3964 
     
“If Abby is Silver Fox’s disciple, investigating her would be nearly impossible. Who is 
Silver Fox, after all? He used to run the most powerful information network in the Five Emperors Hall. His reach was unmatched. Digging into the life of his disciple? That’s just asking for trouble—basically a death wish.” 
The old lady smiled knowingly. “Even though Silver Fox has retired, his successors are every bit as formidable, if not more so. While I might be brave, I’m not foolish enough to tangle with the Five Emperors Hall. Do you think I’d provoke them, knowing what they’re capable of? Not a chance.” 
She paused, her gaze steady. “The only reason our family maintains a good relationship with the Five Emperors Hall is because of your eldest brother, your sister-in-law, and the connections with the Johnson family. Plus, Mr. Jimenez, who works as the assistant to your sister-in-law’s grandmother. These ties earn us some respect. But make no mistake, Evan—that respect has its limits.” 
Evan wasn’t convinced. “Grandma, I’m your grandson. You know more than you’re 
letting on.” 
The old lady shot him a pointed look. “And because you’re my grandson, I’ve already done more for you than I would for anyone else. But even so, there are things I simply don’t know. Do you think I’m some kind of all-knowing deity? Even gods don’t have all the answers, Evan.” 
He sighed, his voice tinged with regret. “Grandma, I know I’ve been stubborn. You picked Abby for me because she’s the right person for me. But I was too caught up in my pride—I wanted to find my own path, even if it was the harder one. Now, I’m lost. Grandma, please, just tell me the truth. Is Abby actually Fox? They’re the same person, aren’t they?” 
She didn’t answer immediately, instead fixing him with a steady, probing gaze. Finally, she asked, “What if she is? And what if she isn’t? What would you do in either case? 
Would you go back to Abby? You don’t love her, Evan. Even if you pursued her, you’d treat her like a second choice.” 
Evan protested, “If Abby and Fox are the same person, then what’s the difference? My feelings for one would be the same as for the other—they’re the same person underneath!” 
The old lady shook her head. “No, Evan, they’re not the same. Abby is her own person. She’s good enough as she is, and for three months, you tried to win her over. What happened? You told her you didn’t love her and couldn’t see a future with her. You made that decision, not me.” 
Her voice softened, though her words carried weight. “Even if Fox is Abby’s alter ego— the mask she wears—you fell in love with that version of her, not the real woman. Fox is a part of her, yes, but she can’t live as Fox every day. Abby and Fox are different. If you went back to Abby, you’d be looking at her through the lens of Fox, treating her like a replacement. That’s not fair to Abby.” 
The old lady straightened in her seat. “Evan, you’ve already made your choice. You decided to let Abby go. I warned you then, didn’t I? I asked if you were sure, if you’d regret it later. You said you wouldn’t. Now you’re here, regretting it, but there’s nothing I can do for you. You chose your path—you have to see it through. You’re not a child anymore.” 
Evan’s expression faltered, his usually confident face clouded with frustration and remorse. “Grandma, I didn’t know Abby was Fox. If I had known, I never would’ve let her go.”