Chapter 612

Seeing that Mrs. Lane was mopping the floor, Serenity did not think much of it and went off by herself.

Mrs. Lane sent her off at the door and watched her enter the elevator before returning to the house.

She hurriedly got her cell phone to call Zachary.

At first, he did not answer.

Mrs. Lane called him three more times, but he still did not pick up.

She sent him a message.

[Mr. Zachary, the missus took some medicine.]

In less than a minute, Zachary called Mrs. Lane.

“What medicine did Seren take?”

Zachary spoke in a voice that still sounded the same as usual, low and cold, but Mrs. Lane was familiar with him and could hear the nervousness in his tone.

“She said she didn’t sleep well and had a headache and sore eyes, so she took a painkiller.”

Zachary suddenly stopped talking.

He got the fright of his life!

Mrs. Lane was vague.

He thought Serenity took some pills and attempted suicide.

Well, he was obviously far off the mark.

Şerenity had a cheerful personality. There was no way she would commit suicide, let alone because of him. He thought too highly of himself.

In his heart, he was even inferior to an outsider like Jasmine.

“Mr. Zachary, the missus told me all about it when we were having breakfast.”

Mrs. Lane sighed. “Mr. Zachary, I think you have to figure out why you like the missus. What do you like about her? Don’t try to change her to your wants. If you really change her, will she still be the same missus who you like?”

“She doesn’t tell me anything. Even Duncan knows things that I don’t.”

“Then, did you tell her everything about yourself? Don’t forget that you’re still hiding your identity from the missus. You hide a lot of things from her.”

Zachary’s expression darkened. “Whose side are you on, Mrs. Lane?”

“I’m on your side, of course. It’s because I’m on your side and I want you to be happy that I’m saying all this. Why would I bother otherwise? I’m just a servant.”

“We all respect you, Mrs. Lane.”

Zachary was aloof and domineering, but he was polite and respectful to his servants.

“Old Mrs. York just went home, and you’re fighting with the missus again. She said she sent you a message, but you didn’t reply to her. Are you getting into a cold war with her again?”

Zachary was silent. He just did not want to reply to messages when he was in a bad mood.

“Don’t keep thinking about wanting to change the missus. Oftentimes, it’s you who have to change for her.”

“Is she still angry now?”

Mrs. Lane was silent.

Serenity was lighthearted and no longer angry.

Zachary’s temper flared again. “She’s not angry, isn’t she? She still eats and sleeps well. I’m the only one who’s enraged. I drank two cups of coffee and worked all night.”

Mrs. Lane was speechless.

‘The missus is right. Mr. Zachary is truly short–tempered.‘

She sighed.

The relationship between this couple was still not deep enough.

This was the aftermath of a marriage of convenience. Other newlyweds entered their honeymoon phase at the beginning of their marriage, but Serenity and Zachary were only getting to know each other.

“I’m busy, Mrs. Lane. Don’t disturb my work unless something happens.”

Zachary hung up when he was done talking.