Married at First Sight

Although Duncan was laughing heartily, his words embarrassed Hank again. Hank switched his tone and asked concernedly,
“How’s the recovery of your legs going?”
He was hoping that Duncan could never recover.
Hank knew he and Liberty could never remarry because she would never look back after moving on. However, he could not
stand seeing her getting married to someone else, especially when that person was Duncan.
He would have felt better if Liberty were dating an ordinary man.
Unfortunately, Duncan was the one wooing her, and he was better than Hank in every aspect. His only downside was his slightly
older age. Nevertheless, he had not been married before. People would still think he was out of Liberty’s league because she
divorced and had a child.
Even if Duncan were disabled, countless women would still be queuing up to marry him as long as he was willing to get a wife.
“Thank you for your concern, Mr. Brown. My injury is recovering well. I’m in rehabilitation now. If I persevere, I may be able to
walk like a normal person next year.”
Duncan could sense Hank was saying one thing but meant something else.
Although he was a crude person, he developed a sharp eye after being in the business world for many years.
He knew Hank and the entire Brown family were hoping he would be wheelchair-bound for the rest of his life. Therefore, he
deliberately said there was hope for him to recover next year just to spite them.
Did they think they could help Hank pursue Liberty again if he were disabled?
In their dreams.
Liberty and Duncan had overheard the Brown family’s conversation earlier at the ward’s entrance.
Hank’s expression turned stiff. He forced a smile and said, “That’s great. You’re a good person. Good people are always
rewarded. You’ll definitely recover.”
Mrs. Brown moved a chair over and placed it by her son’s bed for Liberty to sit on.

Liberty thanked her but shifted the chair to Duncan’s side and sat beside him.
She did not want to be too near to her ex-husband.
After giving the bouquet to his dad, Sonny did not know what to tell him. He simply said, “Get well soon, Dad.”
Then, he climbed up Duncan’s thighs and sat in his embrace.
The Brown family could not say much about Liberty and Duncan sitting side by side as they were not seated too close. On the
other hand, they found Sonny’s actions unpleasant.
Sonny was the Brown family’s child.
However, he was so close to Duncan.
Judging from Sonny’s familiarity with walking toward Duncan and climbing up his thighs, as well as Duncan hugging him
naturally, they must have done it often. They were as intimate as father and son.
“Sonny.”
Mrs. Brown could not take it.
Sonny was her only grandson. He could not be part of the Lewis family.
“You shouldn’t sit on Mr. Lewis’s lap, Sonny.”
Mrs. Brown stepped forward to lift Sonny and held him herself. She said, “Mr. Lewis’s legs are injured. He can’t even walk. You
shouldn’t sit on his lap because he’ll be in pain.”
She had a fair reason.
Sonny’s big eyes gleamed. He answered with an innocent voice, “Grandmom, Dunc said it doesn’t hurt when I sit on his thighs.
I’m not fat.”
After giving it some thought, he added, “I sit on his lap frequently. He holds me in his arms too.”
“Dunc is just hesitant to tell you. You’re still young and naive,” Chelsea chimed in.

Sonny looked toward Duncan. Was that true?