Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

Chapter 1192

Camryn faced the car and tried to see who parked the car. Unfortunately, it was still dark in front of her, with only a

glimmer of light. That faint light was not enough for her to see things clearly.

The light felt so close yet so far.

“Do you still walk to the store every day?”

A raspy voice could be heard.

Camryn recognized it. It was Callum’s voice.

Callum was tricked into sending Camryn back to her store once by his sister–in–law. When she thanked him and

asked for his name, he did not hide his identity like his brother and

told her that he was the young master of Yorks.

“Mr. York.”

After finding out it was Callum, Camryn showed her signature smile.

“Does the Newman family not have a driver?”

“The Newman family does. I don’t.”

Callum pressed his lips together. The wife candidate his nana chose for him was a blind and pitiful girl. She lost her

dad and was not loved by her mother.

“Get on. I’ll give you a ride to the store.”

Camryn did not move. She asked Callum, “Why are you here, Mr. York?”

After a moment of silence, Callum said, “I just remembered that I have a villa here, so I

came over for a short stay.”

Camryn said, “You must own many houses…”

The neighborhood the Newmans lived in was famous in Wiltspoon.

Many wealthy people had houses there.

Callum said, “I do own quite a few houses, but I never really stayed in them after buying them. If I remember the

house, I’ll stay there for several days. If I don’t, it’ll just be left there. I can sell the house when its price increases

and earn money.

“Get in. It’s raining. Even if you walk out of the neighborhood, catching a bus will be hard.”

Callum asked Camryn to get in the car. “I’m going to your flower shop to buy flowers anyway.”

Camryn hesitated for a moment before she decided to get in his car.

Although she and Callum had only met each other a few times before–wait, it was him who had seen her several

times. She had not seen him before and did not know what he looked like.

Camryn heard the young masters of the York family were handsome. She thought he would be too.

She walked toward Callum’s car while feeling with her hands. She managed to touch the door handle and pulled the

door open. After getting into the car, she placed the closed umbrella by her feet.

“Put on your seatbelt.”

Callum spoke again.

Camryn was stunned. She actually got into the passenger seat.

She quickly regained her composure. She felt around for the seatbelt, then pulled and fastened it.

Callum watched her as she did everything.

He did not help her at all.

He started the car and drove Camryn out of the neighborhood toward her flower shop.

On the way, Callum asked, “Do you head out at this time every day?”

“Mhm.”

“You can wait at the location you hopped on ea

Camryn faced the car and tried to see who parked the car. Unfortunately, it was still dark in front of her, with only a

glimmer of light. That faint light was not enough for her to see things clearly.

The light felt so close yet so far.

“Do you still walk to the store every day?”

A raspy voice could be heard.

Camryn recognized it. It was Callum’s voice.

Callum was tricked into sending Camryn back to her store once by his sister–in–law. When she thanked him and

asked for his name, he did not hide his identity like his brother and told her that he was the young master of Yorks.

“Mr. York.”

After finding out it was Callum, Camryn showed her signature smile.

“Does the Newman family not have a driver?”

“The Newman family does. I don’t.”

Callum pressed his lips together. The wife candidate his nana chose for him was a blind and pitiful girl. She lost her

dad and was not loved by her mother.

“Get on. I’ll give you a ride to the store.”

Camryn did not move. She asked Callum, “Why are you here, Mr. York?”

After a moment of silence, Callum said, “I just remembered that I have a villa here, so I came over for a short stay.”

Camryn said, “You must own many houses…”

The neighborhood the Newmans lived in was famous in Wiltspoon.

Many wealthy people had houses there.

Callum said, “I do own quite a few houses, but I never really stayed in them after buying them. If I remember the

house, I’ll stay there for several days. If I don’t, it’ll just be left there. I can sell the house when its price increases

and earn money.

“Get in. It’s raining. Even if you walk out of the neighborhood, catching a bus will be hard.”

Callum asked Camryn to get in the car. “I’m going to your flower shop to buy flowers anyway.”

Camryn hesitated for a moment before she decided to get in his car.

Although she and Callum had only met each other a few times before–wait, it was him who had seen her several

times. She had not seen him before and did not know what he looked like.

Camryn heard the young masters of the York family were handsome. She thought he would be too.

She walked toward Callum’s car while feeling with her hands. She managed to touch the door handle and pulled the

door open. After getting into the car, she placed the closed umbrella by her feet.

“Put on your seatbelt.”

Callum spoke again.

Camryn was stunned. She actually got into the passenger seat.

She quickly regained her composure. She felt around for the seatbelt, then pulled and fastened it.

Callum watched her as she did everything.

He did not help her at all.

He started the car and drove Camryn out of the neighborhood toward her flower shop.

On the way, Callum asked, “Do you head out at this time every day?”

“Mhm.”

“You can wait at the location you hopped on earlier from now on. I’ll give you a ride.”

Camryn said quickly, “Thank you, Mr. York, but there’s no need for that. If it doesn’t rain, I can catch a bus easily.”

He was neither a relative nor a friend. She would not dare hitch a ride in Mr. York’s car to work every day.

rlier from now on. I’ll give you a ride.”

Camryn said quickly, “Thank you, Mr. York, but there’s no need for that. If it doesn’t rain, I can catch a bus easily.”

He was neither a relative nor a friend. She would not dare hitch a ride in Mr. York’s car to work every day.