Serenity and Zachary York novel Chapter 3904

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Married At First Sight Chapter 3904
Chapter 3904
The gifts Sonny’s mother had sent were meant for his grandparents and father, but his aunt Chelsea had complained, pressuring him to call his mom and demand a New Year’s gift for her too.
But Sonny didn’t want to. He didn’t think people who weren’t good deserved gifts.
“Sonny,” Mrs. Brown said softly, her words faltering. She didn’t know how to respond, so she turned her frustration toward her husband. “You shouldn’t have said all those things in front of Sonny. He’s just a child. It’s not right for him to hear that.”
Mr. Brown, however, was unyielding. “Now you’re worried about him being a child? If you didn’t want his ears polluted, you should’ve dealt with Chelsea! She’s the one with these shameless schemes—always looking to bleed Liberty dry.
“If it weren’t for Sonny, do you think Serenity would’ve spared us back then? Mr. York had every reason to crush us. Instead, they let us off easy for Sonny’s sake. But your daughter? She doesn’t appreciate anything! She still wants to take advantage of Liberty. Does she think Liberty is just going to sit back and let her push her around like she used to?”
Mrs. Brown had no retort. Her husband’s anger silenced her.
Hank, trying to calm the tension, brought over a pot of chrysanthemum tea for his father.
“Dad, here. Have some tea to cool down. You know Chelsea isn’t going to change. The best we can do is limit how often she comes here. We can’t let her near Sonny anymore.”
He crouched down, scooping Sonny into his arms. “Sonny, I’m sorry,” he said, his tone heavy with guilt. “You came back to visit for just a couple of days, and you’ve already been caught up in all this drama. From now on, I’ll make sure your aunt doesn’t bother you. You shouldn’t have to hear her nonsense or deal with her at all.”
Sonny wrapped his small arms around Hank’s neck, his voice clear and cheerful. “It’s okay, Dad. I know you love me now. I’m not mad.”
Children have a remarkable way of moving past adult conflicts, and Sonny’s innocent understanding brought a lump to Hank’s throat.
Sonny’s maturity and kindness were a testament to how well Liberty and Serenity had raised him. Hank couldn’t help but feel grateful that he hadn’t fought for Sonny’s custody. If Sonny had been forced to live in the toxic environment of the Brown household, it would have destroyed him.
Hank reflected on his past decisions, feeling a bittersweet sense of relief that he had let Liberty raise their son. Even if Liberty remarried, Sonny would always be her priority.
Hank realized he hadn’t shown that same dedication. When he remarried Jessica, his focus had been on having more children, not on Sonny’s well-being.
Hank’s voice softened with emotion. “Sonny, thank you—for still wanting me as your dad, even after everything.”
Sonny looked at him with unwavering affection. “You’re my dad, and you’ll always be my dad. Mom says Uncle Duncan is my second dad, so I’m luckier than most kids. I have two dads who love me.”
The little boy paused, his expression earnest. “Mom told me that when I grow up, I have to be good to you. She said you work very hard to take care of me. She also said something like… ‘You raised me when I was little, so I’ll take care of you when you’re
old.’”
Though Sonny might not fully grasp the depth of his mother’s words, his sincerity made them even more powerful.
“Dad,” Sonny added, his tone firm, “you work hard, so you need to rest. And you should eat the gift Mom sent for you. Don’t let Aunt take it away.”
Hank hugged Sonny tightly, his eyes stinging with unshed tears. He nodded, his voice thick with emotion. “Don’t worry, Sonny. I promise—I’ll eat the gift your mom sent. Your aunt won’t take it away.”