Serenity and Zachary York novel Chapter 3927

Married At First Sight Chapter 3927
Chapter 3927

When Zachary stepped out of the shower, Serenity was already fast asleep.
He had planned to have a heart-to-heart with her, but seeing her peacefully curled up, he decided against waking her. Instead, he slid into bed beside her, gently pressing a kiss to her cheek.
“You fell asleep before I could come out, Seren,” he murmured with a tender smile.
His gaze drifted to her rounded belly, a mix of awe and love filling his chest. Carefully, he placed a hand over her bump, feeling the warmth of the life growing inside her. He didn’t linger, afraid he might disturb the baby and wake Serenity with the inevitable kicks.
“Seren, I love you,” he whispered softly in her ear.
Even after all their years together, Zachary never grew tired of saying those words. They weren’t just a routine—they were a reminder of how deeply he cherished her.
Serenity remained sound asleep, her breathing steady and calm.
Not wanting to disrupt her rest, Zachary pulled her closer, wrapping an arm protectively around her. In moments, he, too, drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Meanwhile, in Huyoniville, at the Du family villa…
Under the cover of night, Evan stood near the towering backyard wall of the Du family mansion. He glanced up, assessing its height, and considered his options.
With wall-climbing gear in hand, he weighed the risks of sneaking in. On one hand, he knew it wasn’t exactly a noble move, and if caught, he’d undoubtedly be mistaken for a thief. On the other hand, he was determined to uncover the truth.
After days of secretly observing Abby, he was no closer to proving his suspicion—that she might actually be Fox, the enigmatic woman who’d captured his heart and eluded him for so long.
If Abby really was Fox, her room would surely hold some evidence—perhaps the distinctive red clothes Fox always wore. Evan knew those clothes well. One glance, and he’d recognize them immediately.
But what puzzled him most was why Abby, if she was Fox, hadn’t come forward. Why hide her identity?
Evan let out a frustrated sigh, his thoughts swirling. Abby had once shown interest in him, but for the sake of Fox, he’d rejected his grandmother’s matchmaking efforts. He’d even told Abby outright that his heart wasn’t with her. Not long after, she left Wiltspoon, cutting all ties.
Now, months later, his grandmother had turned her attention to Bianca, another potential match. Evan had briefly suspected Bianca might be Fox—her movements and demeanor were oddly familiar.
He’d even thought about confronting her directly, but Bianca was one of Grandpa Silver Fox’s apprentices, and she had visited Wildridge Manor as a guest. Fighting with her there would’ve been inappropriate, even if it might have revealed the truth.
As for Abby, he’d never had the chance to test her skills. He’d noticed she knew some boxing and martial arts, but it hadn’t seemed out of the ordinary. He’d chalked it up to casual training, similar to Serenity’s.
But now, standing here in the stillness of the night, his instincts told him it was time to act.
Turning back to his car, parked two hundred meters away to avoid drawing attention, Evan retrieved his climbing tools. It took him ten minutes to return to the villa’s backyard wall, where he carefully prepared his gear.
The tools included a sturdy hook attached to a rope. He threw the hook over the wall, ensuring it caught securely. Tugging on the rope to test its strength, he listened intently for any noise from the other side. The backyard was silent.
Confident in his preparations, Evan began to climb.
Years of martial arts training made scaling the wall a breeze. Using the rope for leverage, he hoisted himself up and over, landing quietly on the other side.
Now inside the Du family’s villa, Evan stayed low, his senses heightened. The truth he sought might finally be within reach.