Married at First Sight

Chapter 1342

“You! Certainly.”

“Doesn’t that make me the matchmaker?”

Josh thought about it and answered, “Yes.”

“I’m giving you my bank details so you can send me a little token of appreciation for matching you two together. Come on, I’m not going to give you money as a wedding gift, I have better things in mind than something as impersonal as money. However, for my part, I would like some money because I am shallow. Consider it a thank–you gesture for my role as the matchmaker.”

Josh was struck speechless.

Serenity had transformed Zachary into a man who kept checks and balances even when it came to his interpersonal relationships.

This banquet continued well into midnight.

In the past, Zachary would only show up for ten to fifteen minutes at most, just as a formality. After that, he would immediately excuse himself. Tonight was an exception. He waited until the banquet was over before leaving with his beloved wife. His actions were a testament to the love and affection he had for his wife.

The rumors that she was not getting along with her mother–in–law were proven false, and the tales people spun about her having a tense relationship with

elders doted on her like they were her daughter, and the other members of the family respected her as much as they

complement her outfit was a gift from her mother–in–law. Anyone with an eye for jewelry could tell that it was an exotic piece that was worth hundreds of millions–why would Tania even splurge so much on her daughter–in–law if she did not

Wiltspoon about Serenity’s tense relationship

hardly be bothered about such talks. It had hardly crossed her mind

car, she tilted her body sideways to lean against Zachary and began mumbling,

playfully pinched the tip of her well–shaped nose and told her, “Look at you, you’re drinking like you are completely immune to alcohol. If your sister finds out, she’s going to lecture me about not keeping an

him to keep an eye on Serenity when she was drinking. She mentioned that Serenity liked drinking but could never hold her alcohol; even a bottle of

and improved her alcohol tolerance slightly, but it ended up bolstering her confidence disproportionately. When she was chatting with people about potential future business deals,

Zachary just happened

good wine…”

was still conscious enough to playfully slap Zachary’s hand away. She began mumbling incoherently about the wine she

good, but I don’t think you could handle all that.”

tell them that his wife did not like it when he drinks and that he did not want to reek of alcohol.

say out loud was that they thought his wife was too controlling and that

what people had to say about