Ten minutes later, Ben showed up at the pergola.

“Mr. Young-Johnson.”

Zachary got up.

“I’m sorry to bother you.” Since Zachary was taking a flight back to Wiltspoon tonight, he had to steel himself and intrude on Ben with the little time he had.

Ben smiled. “It’s fine. Do sit, Mr. York.”

Once Zachary had taken a seat, Ben gave his brother the go-ahead, and Remy told the butler to bring out a pot of tea and snacks.

“I wonder how I can help you, Mr. York.”

Blushing in embarrassment, Zachary uttered, “Mr. York, it’s something personal. I need your advice on the matter because you and I basically rushed into our marriage.”

Ben had no idea Zachary got married on such short notice.

Remy had never informed the family of anything of that sort.

Ben looked at Zachary in surprise.

It was hard to believe that an aloof man like Zachary would choose the path of a whirlwind marriage.

“How long have you been married? Have you fallen in love with your wife?” Ben already had an a