Chapter 791

Munching on a piece of chicken, Serenity said, “You threw a big tantrum and a fuss, saying that I didn’t see you as a family before I could tell you. Take a look in the

mirror. You didn’t tell me that Mr. Bucham asked you out for drinks. It gave me nightmares.”

Zachary fell silent before uttering, “It’s my fault. I’ll bring you along when Mr. Bucham asks me out next time. You can stop me from drinking, and they can’t make me drink then.”

“They would think you’re a hen–pecked husband.”

“Then so be it. They’re single, so they can’t be hen–pecked husbands even if they want to.”

Amused, Serenity laughed.

She stayed out of his business for the most part so long as Zachary did not do anything that could jeopardize his health.

After filling her belly, Serenity did one last check on the things they were taking with them. The couple made sure nothing was left behind before heading out.

they had to drop the three pets and

to give them Christmas presents

behind the wheel, he drove his wife to the Yorks‘ old residence for the festive

that Whitmore Mansion was passed down through generations and steeped in history, she was stunned when she feasted her eyes on the old residence. The family was living

buildings. The fence around the residence was tall

out with pavilions, winding corridors, an artificial hill, and a pond. Walking into

rich heir if you were born

a stroll to show her around the residence. He answered with a smile, “I don’t have to be born in

a rich heir

residence. The maids were either given the day off or on duty at Wildridge Manor. There was no help at Whitmore Mansion.

smiled. “It’s a good thing you’re dependable to make money and run annual maintenance to the place. Otherwise, the ancient structure would have collapsed. It’d be a shame to lose a

you like

“Of course.”

couple interlocking their fingers, they strolled along the corridor. “We can retire

heritage was not as rich as the old residence. As Serenity

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