Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 3970

Married At First Sight Chapter 3970 
Chapter 3970 
     
Evan’s attentiveness didn’t go unnoticed. Abby suspected he had gotten some inside information—either from his grandmother or perhaps from his eldest brother. 
She knew Evan was sincere this time, but her past experience with him had taught her to tread carefully. She didn’t want to rush into accepting his gestures, only to find herself in the same situation as before—falling for him while he hesitated. 
Back then, she had been the one who got hurt. The one who suffered. 
In the delicate game of love, whoever falls first often loses. Abby had already lost once, and she wasn’t about to lose again. 
Though her feelings for Evan lingered, she resolved not to let herself be vulnerable this time. She wanted to turn the tables, to shift the power dynamic so Evan would be the one chasing her. 
Evan broke the silence. “Miss Du, I came here today to apologize.” 
Abby’s expression remained composed as she asked, “Apologize? What for?” 
Evan placed the jewelry box on the desk in front of her, his movements deliberate. 
“A few months ago, I pursued you, but when you started to care for me, I pulled away. I told you I didn’t love you, and that was wrong. I hurt you, and I’m here to make it right. This bouquet and this set of jewelry—they’re my way of apologizing.” 
Abby set the flowers aside and opened the brocade box, revealing a stunning set of ruby jewelry. Her discerning eye immediately recognized its value. “Mr. York,” she said coolly, closing the box, “I can’t accept something so extravagant. The past is in the past, and I’ve already moved on. You’ve apologized, and I’ve accepted it. There’s no need to spend money on me.” 
Abby couldn’t help but wonder if the jewelry had come from Evan’s grandmother or his mother. Such exquisite gems were surely part of the York family’s collection, reserved for special occasions or family members. 
Evan, however, refused to back down. “Miss Du, if you don’t accept it, I’ll assume you haven’t forgiven me. And if that’s the case, I’ll have no choice but to show up every day to apologize until you do. I wouldn’t want to annoy you, of course.” 
Despite his confident tone, Evan couldn’t bring himself to admit the full truth—that he now knew Abby was “Fox.” His excuse for repeatedly showing up felt weak, even to him, but it was the only pretext he could muster. 
Abby tilted her head, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Did you get this jewelry from Grandma York?” 
“No,” Evan replied honestly. “I asked my mother for it. She has several sets like this. I thought it would suit you—it matches your complexion perfectly. So I asked her for one to give to you as an apology. Miss Du, please accept it.” 
Evan refrained from adding that his mother’s jewelry was typically reserved for future daughters-in-law. If Abby didn’t accept it now, she’d inevitably receive it later—if things worked out between them. 
Still, he remembered how his mother had lamented the idea of waiting for grandchildren. She had endured three pregnancies hoping for a daughter and wasn’t optimistic about the younger generation’s willingness to have children at all, let alone multiple ones. 
Abby sighed, closing the box again and sliding it back toward him. Her tone grew serious. “Mr. York, as I’ve said, our story is over. You don’t need to do anything more.” 
Evan fell silent, his gaze fixed on her face. 
It was strange seeing Abby like this, knowing now that she was “Fox.” Her transformation had been so masterful that he hadn’t connected the dots sooner. Her alter ego was completely unrecognizable—Abby, Fox, and Bianca seemed like entirely different people. 
Evan could almost hear his eldest brother’s teasing voice in his head: You’re too dense, Evan. Grandma spelled it out for you, and you still didn’t get it. 
In hindsight, he couldn’t blame anyone but himself. Abby’s disguise had been flawless, a testament to her brilliance. But now that the truth was out, Evan was determined not to let her slip away again.