Ch. 5347: Married at First Sight Chapter 5347

Chapter 5347

“Avah gave you that idea?” Sonny said, realization dawning. “That explains it. I was wondering why you suddenly decided to knit a sweater. But seriously—how did Avah even come up with that? No one in our circle knows how to knit.”

Titus shrugged lightly. “Who knows? I asked her what girls like because I wanted to get something for Jennifer. But Jennifer isn’t like other girls—she wouldn’t care for ordinary gifts.”

He paused, thinking it over. “Maybe Avah was just brushing me off, or maybe it was a spur-of-the-moment idea. Or maybe she actually meant it. Either way, she told me to knit a sweater for Jennifer. It’s already pretty cold in Havenmill this late in autumn. Even though we’re usually indoors with heating, we still go out sometimes—to feel the cold wind, to watch the snow.”

“A sweater actually makes sense here,” he added. “Back home, winter isn’t even as cold as autumn here. Wearing a sweater there would be unbearable.”

Sonny let out a quiet laugh. “You know your little project caused quite a stir, right? Once people heard you were hand-knitting a sweater for Jennifer, Hendrix and the others refused to be outdone. They’ve been squeezing in time to learn knitting too.”

He continued, amused, “Aunt Seren nearly laughed herself to tears when she heard. She even told me not to let Uncle Zack find out—otherwise, he’d feel pressured and start knitting sweaters too.”

Titus chuckled. “I didn’t expect it to snowball like that. No wonder everyone’s been calling and texting me, asking what kind of crazy idea I came up with.”

It was clearly Avah’s suggestion, yet somehow he had become the face of it.

Sonny didn’t let him off the hook. “If you’ve got time to knit sweaters, then you must have plenty of time on your hands. Can’t you handle company matters? I’m swamped here, so don’t even think about dragging me back to take over while you relax.”

Titus sighed. “I don’t have time. I only knit after work—staying up late to finish.”

“Oh really?” Sonny shot back. “Jennifer told Avah that you’ve been knitting during office hours. Sounds like you’ve got more free time than you claim. If you’re that free, take on more work—or hand it off to someone else. You’ve got plenty of staff.”

Titus fell silent for a moment, then muttered under his breath, “None of them are as reliable as you. One of you is worth three of them.”

Sonny snorted. “So I’m just a beast of burden to you?”

“Of course not,” Titus said quickly. “Lonen Group is your company too—you’re a major shareholder. We built this together.”

“I don’t care,” Sonny replied flatly. “I won’t be coming back anytime soon. I’ve got a business trip in a couple of days. There are still issues with the project Lewis is handling with Francoeur in Donimingon—I need to go deal with it myself.”

Then, almost as an afterthought, he added, “And didn’t you say you didn’t even have time to drink water? Go pour yourself a big glass while you still can. That’s it—I’ve got a meeting. Talk later.”

Before Titus could respond, the call ended.

Titus stared at his phone, then complained to himself, “Hung up that fast… is he afraid I’ll drag him back to work? And he calls that being a ‘beast of burden’? He’s a shareholder too.”

With a resigned sigh, he set the phone down and returned to work. Being a boss meant carrying endless responsibilities—like an overworked animal pulling a heavy load.

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After ending the call, Sonny pressed the internal line and instructed his secretary to book a flight to Donimingon two days later, along with a hotel reservation. The trip was already planned—he genuinely had business to attend to.

Winnie and her grandfather had both told him that if he ever visited Donimingon, he only needed to inform her and she would handle everything, including accommodation and expenses.

But Sonny had no intention of relying on her.

He was a grown man, financially independent, and perfectly capable of managing his own affairs. Even in a business relationship, he had no desire to spend a woman’s money.

Just as he finished giving instructions, his secretary spoke again. “Boss, there’s a woman with the surname Brown here. She says she’s your aunt and wants to see you.”

Sonny didn’t hesitate. “Tell her I’m busy. If she has nothing important, she can go home. She doesn’t need to wait outside.”

“Understood,” the secretary replied.