Chapter 1585

Sam snickered.

Zachary had completely become a slave to his wife.

Serenity laughed on the other side of the line. “I’ll be home soon. Are you home?”

“Yeah, I just got home. Where are you now? Let me pick you up.”

“It’s okay, don’t trouble yourself. I can drive myself home. Besides, it’s too much of a hassle for you to come all the way from home just to bring me home. I’ll be back in ten minutes. Just wait for me at home, babe.”

“Sure. Drive safe. Remember that you’re driving a car, not flying a jet.”

Serenity chuckled. “I don’t even know how to fly a plane.”

Serenity would sometimes speed on the way home and would soon be dissuaded by her two bodyguards.

When Zachary knew of it, he gave her an ear–lashing. He then told Liberty about it too, in hopes that she would reprimand Serenity for her actions.

Serenity found out Zachary loves complaining to her sister.

Zachary would turn to Liberty whenever his advice for Serenity fell on deaf ears.

Since then, Serenity needed to be mindful of Zachary’s mood in every action she took.

He would whine to his in–laws every single day if Serenity was not careful.

She had never seen such a man–child.

When Serenity complained to her sister about Zachary’s incessant snitching, Liberty explained to her that Zachary was actually worried about her. However, he did not want to get into a conflict with her over a trivial matter. Instead of telling her off himself, he turned to Liberty to do it on his behalf.

He did not snitch out of bitterness, but genuine concern.

What else could Serenity say as a retort?

Liberty was completely on Zachary’s side on this matter.

“Would you like to have anything for supper? I’ll cook for you.”

Serenity said, “The food doesn’t taste the same when I’m eating alone. Besides, I don’t eat late at night. because I don’t want to gain weight.”

Zachary took good care of his physique.

He never ate supper.

Even when attending social events, he barely ate. He would also limit his alcohol intake with occasional few sips. There were times he did not touch a single drop of alcohol.

Everyone in Wiltspoon knew that you should never suggest drinking when doing business with Mr.

York. As he once suffered from gastritis, Mrs. York was opposed to the idea of him consuming alcohol, saying that alcohol will harm his stomach and his overall health.

“You’re not fat at all. On the contrary, you’re as light as a feather. In fact, you should eat more, and gain some weight. When you finally become too heavy to move, I won’t have to worry about you leaving my sight.”

Serenity chuckled. “We’re a married couple now, you don’t have to worry about me leaving your side.

Even if I were to leave you, where could I even go? I know for sure that you’ll go to the ends of the earth to search for me regardless. Why would I waste all that time and effort? I’d rather spend my time doing some business and earning some money.”

“You’re always thinking about making money, I bet you’re too enamored with money to even notice my existence.”

“Come on, don’t be so grumpy. I’ll head home right away.”

“It’s your fault that I’m acting this way.”

“It can’t be helped. Being your wife is stressful, you know, with all the burden on my shoulders and whatnot.”

Zachary dared not utter a word.

He also hoped that Serenity could continue leading an easy life as a typical bookstore owner. However, Serenity was now his wife and soon the lady of the house. Naturally, she had to carry the burden of managing the household.

Hopefully, they could welcome a child soon. Once the child turned into an adult, Zachary could enjoy an early retirement and travel with his wife–just like how his father did decades ago.

Zachary’s mood improved significantly after the conversation.

As he entered the house, he did not enter his room as he would usually do. Instead, he sat down on the couch and turned on the TV to create an ambient noise within the walls of his house.

Although Serenity said that she would be back in ten minutes, it took her twenty.

She bought some snacks on the way home.

Serenity missed the flavors of local Wiltspoon delicacies, as she had been indulging in exotic cuisine in the many social events she attended with her husband.

She decided to buy some snacks, as she passed by the night market en–route home.