Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 4235

Married At First Sight Chapter 4235

Chapter 4235 

The daughter’s last name was Johnson—just like the rest of the family. It was clear their elders cherished and valued her deeply. 

But Remy had a feeling his niece might surpass Enzo one day. Maybe Avah would be the one to lead the family in the future. 

“I miss Avah. I don’t know why, but I just do. Lately, I find myself drawn to little kids. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older and feeling more maternal.” 

“You’re not old at all. If you’re old, what does that make me? I’m older than you, after all,” Remy said, clearly not liking Elisa’s comment about aging. If she was old, that would make him even older—and he definitely didn’t feel that way. 

He hadn’t even married her yet. In his mind, he was still a young man. 

“I’m older than Seren, though. Her baby is due in two months. By the way, Remy, my mom wasn’t just fussing about me making you cook for me. She also started talking about us preparing for a baby. She said when we get married in the fall, it would be the perfect time for ‘double happiness.’” 

Remy turned to look at her, his gaze heating up. 

A moment later, he snapped out of it, grabbed a clean plate, and carefully plated the dish he had just finished cooking. His arrangement was meticulous—he had the touch of a chef. 

“We should start preparing for a baby,” he said thoughtfully. “But first, we need to make sure we’re in the best shape possible. A healthy body means a healthy child. I’ve been cutting back on social drinking and avoiding late nights. I’m being extra careful with my diet too.” 

Elisa nodded. “You should keep that up—even after we start a family. No drinking at social events, no staying up late. Take care of yourself, eat properly, stay happy. After the wedding and our honeymoon, then we’ll think about having a baby.” 

Elisa smiled. “I know. And when I do need help, trust me, I won’t hesitate to ask. How many dishes are you making?” 

She glanced at the ingredients on the counter, realizing he was preparing quite a spread. 

“It’s just the two of us. We shouldn’t overdo it. Four dishes and a soup should be enough. I’m keeping the portions small.” 

“And they’re all my favorites.” Elisa grinned. 

She leaned in and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. “Remy, I love you.” Being loved and cherished by him—it was the best feeling in the world. 

Remy gazed at her with warmth. “I love you more.”