Cupid's Arrow Hit On Me novel (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 371

“Look at that sweet smile. Did your husband send you a message?”

Jasmine teased her best friend.

She was happy when she saw Serenity and Mr. York getting closer to each other. She was looking forward to the two having a wedding soon so she could be the bridesmaid at their wedding banquet.

“Our guest room doesn’t have a bed and cabinet yet. He received a bonus and transferred fifteen thousand for me to buy a bed, closet, bedding, and whatnot.

“Mrs. Lane, I’ll take you shopping after Sonny has his afternoon nap, and that’ll be after lunch. They’re for you, so you should pick them out yourself.”

Mrs. Lane laughed. “I’m not picky. I’ll be fine with just having a place to stay.”

“That won’t do. You have to live comfortably. Your boss gave us money to buy stuff for you, so we don’t have to scrimp and save for him. Pick furniture that’s of good quality.”

Serenity thought that if Mrs. Lane did a good job, it meant a long-term employment relationship for them. They would be living together like a family, so they could not treat her unfairly.

Looking at the time, Serenity asked Elisa, “Are you staying for lunch?”

Elisa remembered that she would no longer be going to Wiltspoon Hotel to wait for Zachary, but she did not want to go home either. Thus, she answered casually, “Sure, I’ll stay for lunch.”

Serenity told Mrs. Lane to cook for one more person.

“I’ll go cook now, Ms. Hunt.”

Serenity watched her nephew play with toys happily and said, “Go ahead. I’ll look after Sonny.”

As soon as Mrs. Lane entered the kitchen, she hurriedly took out her phone and sent a message to Zachary.

[Mr. Zachary, Ms. Stone is here. Missus asked her to stay for lunch, and she agreed.]

Zachary transferred the money to Serenity after his meeting and went through several important documents. He was just about to pack up and leave work early to have lunch with his wife when he received the message from Mrs. Lane.

He instantly felt as if he was doused in a basin of ice water, chilling him from head to toe.

“Elisa Stone, you really are like a ghost haunting us.”

She was either pestering him or hogging his wife.