Chapter 640
Zachary snapped, “Did you expect me to be angry? Why would I be? Even if Serenity called me a slimeball, it’s a form of tough love. She scolded me because she cares about me. If she didn’t have feelings for me, she wouldn’t waste her time looking at me, let alone spend her breath on me.”
“How could I tear up the first drawing my wife made for me? I’m going to frame it as a cherished keepsake. When I’m older, I’ll take it out and reminisce about it fondly.”
Josh was taken aback. “Alright, you’ve said it. If you don’t frame that drawing, then you’re a coward!”
Zachary replied softly, “Not only will I frame it, but I’ll also hang it in our bedroom and look at it twice a day, morning and night, every day.”
It would serve as a reminder for him to be open-minded and to avoid quarreling with her over trivial matters.
It would remind him to keep her from getting angry or shedding tears of sadness.
Josh smirked. “I dare you to hang it on your office wall.”
“Why would I do that? My wife made it for me, so it belongs to us. I won’t let anyone else see it. You’d better erase that drawing from your memory.”
“I’m done chatting. I’m going to catch up on some sleep.”
He hadn’t rested well for the past few days.
“Go ahead and sleep.”
Josh hung up the phone, thinking Zachary wouldn’t grasp the meaning of the drawing, and he had called him hoping for a chance to mock him.
Unexpectedly, Zachary not only understood but also started to boast about his wife and his affection for her.
As expected of a couple; their way of thinking was different from most people’s.
Serenity had no idea that Zachary rushed back last night because she went drinking and that he had to fly off again now.
She was roused from sleep by the sound of her ringing cell phone.
Upon waking, she experienced a splitting headache, but she persevered and answered the call.
“It’s me, Ms. Hunt. Are you awake? Please open the door and let me in.”
“Mrs. Lane? Just a moment. I’ll open the door right away.”
Serenity looked around, confirming that she was indeed at home. She suspected that Jasmine must have sent her back.
Despite her headache, she got up and headed to the door to let Mrs. Lane in.
Along with Mrs. Lane, Liberty and Sonny were also there.
“Liberty.”
Serenity greeted her sister as she saw her standing at the door with her son.
Liberty entered the house, holding Sonny, and went straight to the sofa to sit down.
Serenity whispered to Mrs. Lane, “Does my sister know I went out drinking?”
“Don’t bother asking Mrs. Lane. I can still smell the alcohol on you.”
Serenity stuck her tongue out in response.
Although she had changed into fresh clothes, she hadn’t showered, and the lingering scent of alcohol was still evident if she took a deep breath.
“I just went for a couple of drinks with Jasmine. I didn’t have that much.”
Serenity walked over, sat next to Liberty, and picked up Sonny.
“Sonny.”
“Aunt Swer, you stink.”
The little boy wrinkled his nose in disgust and squirmed to return to his mother’s arms.
Serenity laughed, feeling embarrassed. “I just woke up and haven’t brushed my teeth yet. I’ll wash up now. I promise I’ll smell good in no time!”
Liberty urged, “Hurry up and take a shower. Also, change your clothes. Elisa said she’s coming to pick us both up later.”
“Oh, I forgot! We’re going to Aunt Audrey’s house today.”
Serenity got up and
She quickly slipped back into her room. Mrs. Lane was aware that Serenity hadn’t eaten yet, so she quietly entered the kitchen to prepare a meal for her. Ten minutes later, Serenity emerged from her room. Noticing that her sister was distracted, she quietly slipped into the kitchen and asked softly, “Mrs. Lane, did my husband return last night?” She had a dream the previous night. It was about Zachary. In her dream, he returned and held her, looking distressed at the sight of her drunken state.
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