Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 1052

Yanny was pressed against the door by Shayne. She was unable to move, and her heart was beating very fast.

She was initially affected by the crisp and iciness of late winter in North City, but now, the cold was like adding firewood to the restlessness, making it burn more vigorously.

Yanny smiled lightly and frivolously as her watery eyes looked back at his handsome face. “Master Shayne, do you know what you look like at the moment?”

Shayne continued kissing her neck and replied carelessly, “A handsome, unconventional, male ghost?”

“Handsome, it’s true. Unconventional, that too. But…you’re more like an uncouth man coming to collect a debt.”

Shayne was slightly stunned. ‘How dare this woman describe me in this way!’

He smiled playfully. “Since you owe me a debt, I won’t say no to that.”

Yanny was speechless. ‘How dare he play along!’ She realized that she could not give in a little to a person like Shayne. The more you give, the more he would ask for more.

Yanny’s hands were being clamped onto the cold door. She clenched them tightly. She lifted her head slightly and suppressed the palpitations in her heart and said to Shayne in a cold, calm voice, “Master Shayne, are you trying to get back together, or are you just looking for me?”

“None of those.” Shayne nudged her and said, “Open the door.”

“Please answer me first. I never invite perverts to my house.”

Shayne looked at her with his deep, bright eyes, as he suppressed his urge to laugh and said, “If you’re not shy, I don’t mind even if we disturb the neighbors.”

Yanny’s ears blushed. She scolded him, “You hooligan!”

“Yet you still like this hooligan kissing you. Aren’t you still the same?” Shayne raised his beautiful eyebrow and gazed at her. He pinched her waist and urged, “Quickly, this hooligan can’t wait any longer. He might not care about where he does it.”

Yanny wanted to yell at him. She gritted his teeth and said, “Master Shayne, I advise you to donate your skin to the country to make a bulletproof vest. Such technology will definitely have a breakthrough.”

Hah, she was trying to say that Shayne was thick skinned.

He laughed unrestrainedly and said, “My skin is so pretty. Isn't it pitiful if it became a bulletproof vest? Don’t you think so?”

Yanny stepped back onto his foot with her high-heeled boots. Then, she said guiltily, “Master Shayne, you told me to open the door but why did not move backward a little?”

Shayne was speechless. ‘F*ck this woman’s leg is vicious.’

Once Yanny opened the door, she immediately slipped in and closed it.

Shayne stuck his long legs in the door frame with the door pressing on his thigh. “Stop playing this game. Yanny, let me in.”

Yanny pressed back onto the door. She looked at him, blinked and said, “Master Shayne, if you don’t move your leg away, don’t blame me if it’s broken.”

“Are you willing to? If it’s broken, you’d be a widow.”

She was saying it as if she were his wife!

She pressed onto the door harder. Shayne gasped in pain and she immediately kicked his leg out of the door.

Then, she slammed the door.

The cold wind from the shutting door hit Shayne in the face.

He was actually chased out by a woman.

He sat at the stairwell smoking one cigarette after the other.

It was until he counted his fifth cigarette butt on the floor when he thought, ‘This woman is truly heartless.’

He decided to smoke two more cigarettes, giving her a chance.

…

In her house, after Yanny finished taking a hot shower, she thought of Shayne outside of the door while wiping her hair.

‘I wonder if that b*stard is gone.’