Filed to story: The Disguised Billionaire and His Accidental Wife Novel
Serenity did not bother taking interest in things that were unrelated to her as she had better use of her time such as selling her crafts online.
Hearing that it was Lewis & Co., she asked with a smile, “Is Lewis & Co. a big deal, Liberty? Did you meet an old colleague, who had changed jobs and is working there now?”
Liberty was walking on air now that she had landed a job. Since it was unnecessary to lie to her sister, Liberty told the truth when recounting what had happened.
The story made Serenity angry. Sure, Liberty was heavy, but the Chaplin lady had no class to fat shame her sister. Her sister would have been kicked out of the building if Mr. Lewis did not come into the picture.
“I was at fault too, Serenity. I was too blunt and made Ms. Chaplin angry for calling her out on it. It’s all in the past now. I got a job and will be working together with Ms. Chaplin. Let’s not talk about ancient history now.
“Besides, we have already apologized to one another. I can’t believe Mr. Lewis is the CEO of Lewis & Co. Thank you, Zachary. I think Mr. Lewis only gave me the opportunity because of you.”
Liberty could take a hint.
Sure, she had met Duncan twice, but not for a good reason. Duncan’s luxury sedans always ended up at the repair shop every time they ran into each other. Duncan probably would have shooed her out if it was not for Zachary.
Zachary replied in a low voice. “I didn’t do anything, Liberty.
You owe it to yourself to be hired by the company. Mr. Lewis might be a client of my company, but he’s a man of principles. He wouldn’t let you work with him if you didn’t have the ability.”
Nevertheless, Liberty expressed her gratitude to Zachary multiple times.
Serenity was fixated on her husband.
Noticing her gaze, Zachary looked at her, and their eyes met. There seemed to be something in Zachary’s eyes.
Serenity did not incessantly give thanks to Zachary like her sister even though she knew her sister was likely hired by Mr. Lewis because of Zachary. Serenity intended to wait until they were home alone at night to express her gratitude.
She should think of something to give him in return for acting as the conduit in getting her sister a job.
“Liberty, Zachary, come and have lunch. You have to get back to work later, Zachary.”
Serenity told everybody to get a start on lunch while she entered the kitchen. Zachary quietly followed behind her.
She would call him by his name in front of her sister, but Serenity was back to addressing him formally whenever her sister was not around.
“Mr. York, I don’t need your help here.”
Serenity remarked when she looked back to find her husband tagging along.
Tension ran along his facial lines. No sooner had he lamented about the way she addressed him in his mind than she proved his grievance to be true.
“I came to wash my hands.”
Zachary’s gruff voice carried a hint of discontent. However, Serenity was used to it as he had always talked this way anyway. She could not pick up on the displeasure in his tone.
He made a beeline to the sink and turned the tap to wash his hands.
Zachary turned his head back and looked at Serenity who was focused on carrying two dishes. Zachary quickly glanced at the food. It was a plate of greens and another plate of seafood.
This was the seafood Elisa gave Serenity.
He took large strides over and grabbed the plates from Serenity’s hands. “Since I’m here, I’ll take the dishes out. You won’t have to travel back and forth.”
“Thank you, Mr. York.”
Instead of leaving, Zachary stopped in his tracks and looked back at her.
“What’s the matter?”
Serenity picked up another two dishes after Zachary took over the first two. With his dark eyes staring straight at her, Serenity was puzzled and lowered her gaze to her clothes to see if they were stained.
“Can you… not call me Mr. York?”
Zachary voiced his displeasure.
It was best to come clean with Serenity about his thoughts as Serenity was in no mood nor did she have the time to guess what was on his mind.
She abided by the agreement.
“What should I call you then?”
Pursing his lips, Zachary was at a loss for words.
He did not feel it was intimate enough if she addressed him by his name.
“Babe” would be a good choice, but he did not have to be a rocket scientist to ascertain that she would not call him that.
He was not used to being called that either.
“Up to you,” Zachary said right before carrying the dishes out.
Serenity murmured under her breath, “If I don’t call you Mr. York, will you answer me when I call you ‘babe‘?”
He told her to keep their marriage a secret. There were not many who knew they were married.
Not taking the matter seriously, Serenity quickly served lunch.
Jasmine and Liberty set up the table and wiped it clean.
With the couple bringing the food out, Jasmine and Liberty went to the kitchen to help.
Grandma May might not be here today to remind Zachary to peel shrimps for Serenity, but Zachary had gained the experience. He sat down at the table, put on disposable gloves, and peeled shrimps before putting the plate of deshelled shrimps in front of Serenity.
Knowing that Sonny loved eating shrimp too, Zachary set some aside for him.
“Thank you, Uncle Zak,” Sonny thanked Zachary.
Zachary replied tenderly, “I’ll get you more when you’re finished with this.”
“Okay,” Sonny answered obediently.
The little guy had already filled his stomach with a sandwich, but he wanted in on the action. Seeing that Uncle Zak had disposable gloves on, he said to his mother, “Mama, I want that…”
As his vocabulary was still limited, Sonny pointed at the disposable gloves Zachary just removed, indicating that he wanted to wear them to eat the shrimp.