Serenity and Zachary York

Chapter 3158

Sonny nodded. “Your dog isn't as big as before, but Chunky is still fat.” Although Mrs. Lane had the pets’ meals under control, Chunky would still sneak some food.

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Serenity put the drawing down and brought Sonny out for a walk. Zachary's private villa was so huge that even a stroll in the garden could take a long time.

Since Sonny visited often and Serenity was pregnant, Zachary had modified a part of the garden into a playground. It was smaller than the one in Wildridge Manor, but sufficient for one or two kids to play.

The dog, Snowy, came running at Serenity and Sonny the moment they exited the house.

Sonny released Serenity's hand and ran toward Snowy. The child and the dog soon started playing together.

Sonny even rode Snowy like a horse. Snowy allowed him to sit on it but stood still, afraid Sonny might fall. Therefore, it remained static while Sonny was on it.

Serenity watched them with a smile.

She could not help but place her hand on her womb.

If the baby grew healthily, they would be able to meet him next year. “Lil Bun, you must be smart and talkative like Sonny. Don't inherit your father’s cold personality. He only speaks more when he's with me. With other people around, he becomes a man of few words.”

Serenity hoped the baby would have her personality and Zachary's looks.

Boys with Zachary's features would look manly.

Besides, he was handsome. Nothing could go wrong if the baby looked like him.

At nine in the evening, Rhea Torres dragged her tired body back home. She and her family lived in a villa.

The house had a cold atmosphere ever since her husband passed away. There was no one she could speak to at home after a busy day out.

In the past, Rhea would wait for her husband's return, no matter how late he was.

She knew he was busy with early mornings and late nights. If it were not for her waiting up, there would have been times she might not even see him for an entire month.

Usually, he would return when she was asleep and head to work before she even woke up.

Ever since Rhea took over his business, she finally understood the challenges of running a company and her husband's heavy workload. As her son was still young, she would be home around nine, regardless of how busy she was.

Her son had already lost his father. As his mother, she could not neglect him and must shower him with more love and concern.

A small figure came running out of the house as the car moved forward. It was Rhea’s son.

“Mom.”

The nine-year-old Dean was slightly thin.

Despite the sufficient food provided, he ate little as he was picky. Therefore, he was on the thinner side.

Rhea had always been worried about that. She was afraid Dean would be malnourished and his growth stunted because of his pickiness.

Her in-laws reassured her. They said her husband was the same when he was young. Mr. Torres’s growth spurt only started when he was in middle school. When that happened, his appetite grew, and he was not that picky anymore. His height and weight increased drastically.

Mr. Torres was five feet eleven.

With Rhea'’s in-laws reassuring her, she became less anxious.

She had also brought her son for medical checkups. While he was slightly underweight, his other indicators were normal. That alleviated her concern. Perhaps Dean did take after his late father. They were thin and picky when they were young and would start growing at an insane rate once they hit puberty.