Serenity and Zachary York novel Chapter 3925

Married At First Sight Chapter 3925
Chapter 3925

The tension in the room melted as Zachary held Serenity close, their hearts syncing in the quiet warmth of the moment. Zachary broke the silence, his tone tender yet contemplative.
“Seren, time spares no one,” he said softly. “No matter how much we take care of ourselves, one day, we’ll have wrinkles on our faces, gray hair, and maybe even lose a tooth or two.”
Serenity smiled, her eyes twinkling with affection. “My sweet candy,” she teased, “even if you’re old and toothless, I’ll still love you. To me, you’ll always be the best man in the world—my husband. And such an amazing man loves and spoils me, just me.” She paused, her hand resting gently on her growing belly. “When the baby comes, you can share a bit of that love, but I still have to be your favorite.”
The thought of their love dividing after the baby’s arrival made Serenity playfully bargain for her share of his affection.
Zachary leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on her lips before replying with unwavering devotion, “You are my wife, Seren. My number one. My son will have his own wife someday to love him. But my love for you? That’s yours alone—no sharing.”
Despite his confident words, Serenity chuckled to herself. She knew Zachary too well. In just half a year, when their baby was born, this man who swore undying loyalty to his wife alone would become a doting father, splitting his love without hesitation.
As the old matriarch of the York family often joked, Zachary had a talent for eating his own words—and doing it proudly.
Serenity placed her hand on his cheek, her voice soft and soothing. “Don’t be angry anymore.”
Zachary gave a slight nod. “Alright. If you’re pleading on Tatum’s behalf, I’ll let it go. Do you want a bath? I’ll get the hot water ready for you. A nice soak will help you relax.”
Serenity glanced at the clock. “It’s still early, and it’s the holidays. We don’t have to rush. Besides, you don’t have work tomorrow, so there’s no need to go to bed just yet.”
Her thoughts shifted, and she added, “I still need to prepare the red envelopes for your younger brothers. Since they’re not married yet, it’s only right that we, as their elders, give them something for the New Year.”
As the eldest sister-in-law, Serenity felt it was her responsibility to uphold this tradition. For her, it wasn’t about the amount but the sentiment behind the gesture.
Zachary nodded, offering his input. “Just give them to River, Alex, and Rowan. None of them have fiancées yet. Two hundred dollars should do.”
Serenity burst into laughter. “Two hundred dollars? That’s practically an insult! It’s not like the old days when I gave out red envelopes with ten or twenty bucks. I’m the eldest lady of the York family now. I can’t get away with being stingy.”
She grinned mischievously. “At least a hundred thousand, don’t you think? Or maybe I’ll put a check in the envelope instead. But if it’s a check, it better be more.”
Zachary chuckled along with her. “It’s just symbolic, Seren. They don’t care about the amount—they’ve got more money than either of us.”
Serenity shook her head. “That doesn’t matter. This is about me showing my care as their sister-in-law. It’s the thought that counts.” “Alright, alright,” Zachary relented with a warm smile. “You’re the boss of this family. Whatever you decide, I’ll go with it. Tomorrow, I’ll get the checks for you. It’ll make things easier.”
“Deal,” Serenity agreed. She also preferred the simplicity of giving checks—it was practical and elegant.
Zachary, always the opportunist, suddenly asked, “What about me? Do I get a New Year’s gift?”
His question caught Serenity off guard, and she giggled. “What’s this? Are you jealous of your brothers?”
He smirked. “I’ve noticed you’ve been buying a lot of things lately, and you’ve been awfully secretive about it. I’m guessing you’ve got something planned for me. It doesn’t have to be expensive, you know. As long as it’s from you, even a blade of grass would be precious.”
Serenity couldn’t help but laugh, her heart swelling with affection. She placed her hands on her belly and teased him, “The baby and I are your best gifts. Isn’t that enough?”
Zachary grinned, pulling her closer. “It’s more than enough, Wifey. You and our baby are everything I could ever want.”
And just like that, the love and warmth in the room seemed to overflow, wrapping them both in the quiet joy of their shared life and the anticipation of the family they were building together.