If Grandma May knew what Zachary was thinking, she would say, “I’m only going to dote on my great-grandson!”

Once the elevator reached the first floor, Zachary picked Sonny up again.

“Let him walk on his own,” Serenity said. “You spoil him too much.”

Sonny hugged Zachary around the neck as he said childishly, “Uncle Zak loves me the most. You’re just jealous, Aunt Ser.”

Serenity could not help but laugh as she pinched his cheek lightly. “Yes, yes. Your Uncle Zak loves you the most. Who doesn’t?”

From the York family elders to the Stones, even the Lewises, all of them doted on Sonny a lot.

She and Liberty were stricter with Sonny so he would not be spoiled rotten.

Zachary was cold by nature, but he doted on kids very much when he loved them.

She wondered what Zachary would be like when their baby was born.

Sonny said that it was a boy.

Her in-laws hoped it was a baby girl, but they would love the baby all the same. After all, the baby would be the eldest in his or her generati