Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 1012

This carried on until early in the morning.

After Joy was infused by three full bottles of fluids in the hospital and was brought back to Shayne's apartment, she was still in a dazed state.

Shayne scoffed when he stared at her lethargic and tattered look as he said, "So you somehow managed to wreck yourself to such an extent after only a couple of months of us not seeing each other. Are you supposed to be serving me or am I supposed to serve you instead?"

He did not sound like he was teasing her judging from his tone of voice.

Joy cracked a huge smile as she desperately tried to keep her eyes open to look at Shayne through her blurry vision. She spoke in a soft and hoarse voice, "You must've not looked at the stars or read the signs before you came over and visited me today."

Shayne raised his brows as he thought to himself, 'She must be fine since she's still able to crack jokes when her fever has progressed to such an extent."

Shayne inched closer to her and whispered mischievously in her ear, teasing her, "Must I really check the star charts before I drop by for you know what?"

The corners of Joy's mouth twitched.

It did not take long for her to blush heavily.

It seemed no matter how slow her reaction speed was, she would still be able to catch onto what he actually meant.

Shayne laid himself back against her bed and stared at her. Joy felt uncomfortable after being stared at but was unable to fall asleep despite feeling drowsy. She said while she desperately tried to keep her eyes open, "Why don't you return home, Shayne. I can't exactly do much in my current condition."

It seemed the only thing she could do at the moment was stare at him.

The man remained silent as he stood up.

Joy watched the towering figure of the man walk out of the room.

Joy buried her head into her pillow as she sighed and thought to herself, 'Oh how cruel. How could you actually leave me after telling you I feel half-dead?'

Even if he was nothing more than a regular friend, he could at least order take out for her if he was unwilling to cook for her before he left.

It seemed men were truly unreliable.

Joy was famished as she reached out to hold onto her rumbling belly before cursing in a soft tone, "Shut up and just go to sleep. You and I both will feel much better if we fall asleep… I'll feed you tomorrow."

Joy was talking to herself as she comforted her own empty stomach.

Joy was not sure how long she had been asleep before she had been startled awake by a loud noise coming from the outside. She could also smell a very delicious scent from outside.

Had a thief broken into her house?

She truly was an unfortunate soul since it seemed unfortunate events kept happening to her.

Joy could not be bothered to care about anything anymore and was not planning to struggle later since she had no strength left to even put up a fight.

Joy did not want to care as she continued to bury herself in her pillow and decided to sleep like the dead.

She heard a wave of firm footsteps approaching her as a cold and manly voice suddenly echoed from above her head, "Get up."

'Shayne?'

Joy could see him the instant she raised her head as she asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Shayne placed the plate of dumplings he had just bought on her shelf. His gaze seemed cold as he made a distasteful remark, "If you're actually dead in an apartment owned by me, the cops will come to look for me tomorrow. I'm not afraid of meeting them but it’ll waste a lot of my time."

Joy smiled as she stared at the plate of dumplings before saying, "It'll be much easier if you just ordered take out, Shayne."

"I don't eat take out at all."

Take out food was junk food in Shayne's eyes.

With Joy's quick thinking mind, she stared at Shayne with a peculiar gaze before saying, "Could you possibly not know how to order take out, Shayne?"

The corners of Shayne's eyes twitched.

The man felt slightly uncomfortable from her overreaction as he raised his brows and coldly exclaimed, "Is it really that weird for someone to have never ordered take out before? I happen to have a personal assistant and a secretary, you know."

Joy climbed up from bed while still grabbing onto her covers, grabbing the plate of dumplings before returning to bed. She sniffled and spoke with a nasally voice, “That’s a fair point. You'll obviously have someone to take care of minor things for you."

After taking only a few bites, the dumplings began to taste slightly bland to Joy as she frowned.

Shayne thought she was going to tell him how awful his cooking tasted as he immediately exclaimed in a cold tone, "I personally cooked this for you. How could you still dare to be such a picky eater?"

Joy stared at him with a gleeful look as she said, "Oh, you've misunderstood me, Shayne. I was trying to ask if you could find it in your heart to get me some vinegar and hot sauce?"

Shayne was speechless.

It seemed the woman was trying to push her luck to be bold enough to order him around.

Although Shayne had a bitter look on his face, he still strode over to the kitchen and poured out a plate of vinegar for her.

Joy pouted her lips and mumbled in a soft tone, "Did you forget about the hot sauce, Shayne?"