Ch. 4408: Married At First Sight Chapter 4408
Chapter 4408
Mrs. Chouinard added, “As for helping Victoria’s family, that’s not my decision to make. I’m just a full-time housewife—I don’t handle business matters. It all depends on your father.”
“I’ll talk to Dad,” Spencer said, visibly relieved that his mother had finally let go.
He was confident his father already knew that the Du Group was stepping in to help Victoria’s family. With their support, her family wouldn’t go bankrupt or fall into deep debt.
Knowing his father’s pragmatic nature, Spencer was sure he’d take action now—before Spencer even had to ask—just to stay ahead of the curve.
Still, Spencer was aware their family might face criticism for only stepping in after the Du Group had. And even if he and Victoria made their relationship official, that lingering pain—that “thorn” in her heart—would still be there.
But Spencer didn’t care about that anymore. He had already told Victoria: once her family overcame this crisis, he wanted her to move back to Huyoniville. Away from her parents and the weight of family obligations, they could finally build a life of their own.
He believed they’d be happy together.
“Alright,” Mrs. Chouinard said, “go talk to your father. I won’t keep you any longer.”
She had originally called just to check how things were going between Spencer and Abby. To her surprise, her son was still holding onto Victoria—and had openly confessed his love for her.
But that was that. Spencer was in his early thirties. He knew what he wanted. He wasn’t a child anymore. As his mother, she couldn’t control him forever. So, she decided to let it go.
Just then, on the other side of town, Abby sneezed.
Evan, who was sitting in the passenger seat beside her, turned quickly and asked with concern, “Did you catch a cold?”
Abby waved him off. “No, it’s just one sneeze. Don’t overreact. You sneeze too sometimes, don’t you?”
It wasn’t like she was sneezing nonstop—that would be something. But this? Just a single sneeze. Her health was solid; she rarely got sick, even during cold season.
Evan smiled and admitted, “Honestly, I was just afraid you’d change your mind earlier and go deal with work stuff with Mr. Chouinard first. I know he’s like a brother to you, but to me, he’s still a rival in love.”
After all, Spencer was Abby’s foster brother. There was no blood relation between them.
Abby reassured him, “I’ve already handed everything off to the Vice President. If Spencer needs something, he can go through him. Why didn’t you tell me ahead of time you were going home? I could’ve arranged a few days off and gone with you. I really wanted to see Sister Seren’s baby too. Isn’t he just the cutest?”
Serenity had posted on her social feed, announcing the baby’s birth—both mother and child were healthy.
But she hadn’t shared any front-facing photos of the baby.
The York family was very protective. Before their children reached adulthood, they wouldn’t allow the media to take direct photos of their faces. Even within the family, social media posts with full baby pictures were kept private—visible only to close relatives.
Serenity’s baby was only a few days old, and she didn’t want to expose him just yet.
Abby pouted slightly. “You could’ve at least taken a couple photos and sent them to me privately. I still don’t even know what the baby looks like.”
Evan looked a little guilty. “Yeah... I’m sorry. That totally slipped my mind. Everyone was scrambling to hold the baby. When I finally got my turn, before I could even get a good look, one of my brothers grabbed him from me. It was pure chaos. I didn’t even think to take a photo.”
He smiled and added, “It’s fine though. When the baby turns one month old, we’ll go back for the full-month celebration. You’ll get to see him then—and by that time, he’ll be even more adorable.”