Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 1020

Soon, it was New Year's Eve.

Joy, being alone in the city, went back to Lushway Town to spend the new year with her grandmother.

After dinner, Joy and Heather sat on an antique couch and watched the festivities on television.

It was an uneventful New Year's Eve. Joy was not in a good mood.

As Heather watched the television, she patted Joy's hand. "Are you sure that you won't return to the Jacob family, Joy?"

Joy smiled bitterly. "Are you afraid that I might starve?"

Heather felt sorry for her granddaughter. "Yes. Winson and the Jacob family might mistreat you, but at least you won't starve if you stayed in the Jacob family."

"I've already made my claims, Grandma. If I go back to the Jacob family now with my tail between my legs, Winson and the others will look down on me."

"But you're a girl all alone in the city. I won't be at ease."

Joy leaned on Heather's shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. "Don't worry, Grandma. I'll study hard, work hard, and buy a big house for you to live in."

Heather smiled happily. "I only wish that you'll be happy."

She sighed when she thought about what happened back then, patting the back of Joy's hand as she said, "I don't ask for much, Joy. I still regret the fact that your mother married that scumbag. If I had insisted on stopping the marriage, your mother might not have been so depressed, and her breast cancer wouldn't have developed so rapidly. The doctors said that there was still hope."

Joy did not wish to agitate Heather further. Lina Luke had a direct influence on Quincy's death.

Lina had gone to visit the sickly Quincy on an innocent pretense, but the reality was that she had gone there to brag and show off.

Lina's words exacerbated Quincy's condition and breast cancer was easily influenced by the patient's mood. Eventually, Quincy's depression had caused the cancer cells to spread rapidly, and she soon passed away.

Joy could never forgive Winson, Lina, and Cara, the daughter they had given birth to out of wedlock.

That would have been humiliation and betrayal to her mother.

Heather remained unconvinced. "Joy, you shouldn't find a man…who is as unreliable as your father."

"I won't, Grandma. I'd rather not marry at all than to marry a man like Winson Jacob."

After watching television for a while more, Heather became sleepy. She brushed her teeth and went to bed.

Joy lay down in the small room next door. Hearing the fireworks from outside, she could not sleep.

That was usually the case when a rural area celebrated the New Year.

Joy opened up her Messenger app and received a greeting card from Cindy.

[Happy New Year, Darling!]

Joy opened the greeting card and smiled.

[Happy New year to you too.] She replied.

…

In the Jinn family home.

After dinner with Old Master Jinn, Shayne casually browsed on his phone while leaning on the couch.

He received congratulatory messages every few minutes, including forwarded ones.

Samantha sat opposite him, sending Happy New Year messages while eating a piece of fruit. Of course, she sent her elder brother a message too, followed by the most important part.

[Where's my present, big bro?]

Shayne furrowed his brows and sent her a greeting card attached with two hundred bucks.

Samantha pouted. "What? Only two hundred bucks?"

"That's the limit for greeting cards."

"You could've transferred the cash into my account. Rodney transferred five thousand bucks to me!"

Shayne snorted coldly. "Yes, your Brother Rodney treats you the best."

Samantha bit her lip and said, "You're the only miser in this world."

Shayne did not reply. He was feeling rather frustrated.

He browsed through his Messenger app for a long time but did not see Joy send him a new year message.

'Maybe she's not short of money now after giving her so much money for cooking a month's worth of dinners.'

Samantha leaned close to him and sneaked a peek on his phone screen. "What are you thinking, big bro? Are you thinking about Joy?"

Shayne frowned. "Why should I think of her?"

'It's so obvious that your mind is wandering elsewhere,' Samantha thought.

'Never mind, big bro is a stubborn old coot.'

Samantha thought for a while and came up with a game. "Big bro, how about I start a group chat with you and Joy, then you can send out greeting cards and see which of us can snatch the money inside?"

"Have you lost your mind thinking about pocket money?" Shayne replied.