Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 100

She was imprisoned under him. Heaton felt irritable and unhappy looking at her pitiful and helpless state, but his heart also felt gripped.

She was by his side just for Little Jelly Bean?

Heaton stared at her watery eyes for a long while before finally letting her go. He pursed his thin lips and said with a lukewarm attitude, "Since you want to draw a clear line with me, what would others think if you left my office in disheveled clothes?"

Verian was even more aggrieved. She raised her hand to wipe her tears and said, "What’s the big deal? I’ll just quit."

"Verian Mont, can you be more ambitious?"

Heaton strangled her slender wrist and frowned at her.

She choked and said, "I'm just so unambitious, I'm just so useless. I don't even have the right to be with my own daughter!"

"When did I say you weren’t allowed to be with Little Jelly Bean?"

This woman must have not learned Mandarin well when she was a child. Why did she always misinterpret the meaning of his words?

"You just said..."

Just as Verian was about to refute, the man interrupted her. "It’s impossible for you to take Little Jelly Bean away . Firstly, I won't allow it. Secondly, the Old Master would not allow you to take Little Jelly Bean away.

Verian choked. "You’re just refusing me..."

"However, you can stay at the Fudd family in the position of Little Jelly Bean's mother."

Verian was startled, her brain dumbfounded. She did not understand the meaning of his words clearly. "But I can't stay with the Fudd family forever."

Heaton suddenly approached her, his eyes locked sharply on her. "Verian Mont, it seemed you still haven’t figured out the relationship between us."

She was confused and subconsciously said, "We’re just friends with benefits..."

Before her sentence ended, he gave her an obviously cold look.

"What did you say about our relationship?"

“...”

Verian swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, frightened by his coldness.

Heaton pinched her chin and snorted coldly. "Why? Do you like being a mistress so much?"

The irony in his eyes could clearly be seen.

"The mistress would know how to please the master. Verian Mont, do you know how to do that?"

Besides resisting him, disobeying him, and angering him, what else did she know how to do?

The man threw away her chin, as if he resented her abnormally. She stiffened on the sofa, only to see Heaton getting up as he took a first aid kit over.

The man sat beside her, frowning. His face was cold, but his movements were extremely careful and caring.

Heaton opened the gauze on her arm. "It will hurt a bit, bear with it."

After ending his sentence, the man began to help her clean up the blood stains and wound. Verian shrank in pain. Heaton did not allow her to back down, so he stared at her a few times in the midst of everything.

Verian cautiously glanced at the man helping her with the medicine and tears of pain began to fall again. She sniffled and asked, "Heaton, can you let me go and meet Little Jelly Bean often in the future? I would not disturb you and Nancy Xander, I can take Little Jelly Bean out to play..."

What was in this woman's head?