When Cara thought of the intimate photo of Shayne hugging Yanny to sleep, the loathing in her became stronger.
“Yanny, you’re the one that forced my hand.” She clenched her fist so tight her fingers were hurting her palms. She could not wait to chop Yanny into pieces.
Cara found Samuel’s address in England in the drawers. From the storeroom, she found Yanny’s old notebooks.
She started learning how to imitate Yanny’s handwriting. She planned to imitate her handwriting and send Samuel a letter.
Since Yanny wanted to fight with her for Master Shayne, Yanny should not blame her for eliminating the problem at its root.
After dinner, Cara asked Lina for some money. She wanted to register for a calligraphy class from an external organization.
Since she wanted to go ahead with her plan, she had to do it perfectly and not let others find out.
…
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, around five in the evening, Yanny made an early dinner. After dinner, Yanny walked Shayne to his car outside.
Shayne tugged on her hand and asked curtly, “When are you going back?”
“I thought I said on the sixth day?”
Today was the first day.
Shayne glanced at her coldly and said haughtily, “You are willing to let your boyfriend be alone for five cold nights?”
Yanny cocked her head and looked at him. “How about I find you on the fifth day?”
“Fourth day,” Shayne said determinedly.
“Okay, then I’ll go back after lunch.”
Yanny and Shayne just left the alley when three small kids three lit a firecracker and threw it at Shayne’s feet!
Bang!
The firecracker exploded loudly.
The three kids covered their ears and ran away laughing at Shayne.
Shayne roared, “You brats are asking for a beating!”
The three kids were not afraid of people at all. The three of them lit another one and threw it over. Before the firecracker could go off, Shayne stepped on it immediately to put out the flame.
The three kids were in shock. They saw that Shayne was about to give them a beating so they immediately ran off, clenching their fists.
Shayne frowned. “Whose kids are they? They need to be taught a lesson.”
Yanny looked at him smiling. “Are you alright?”
“It’s just a small firecracker, what can it do? Why are you still smiling? It’s good enough that I didn’t beat them up.”
Yanny tried to hold back her laughter. “I’ll go teach the three of them a lesson on your behalf later on.”
‘Hmph, that’s more like it.’
Shayne went into his car and shut the door. He rolled the window down and said to Yanny, “I’m leaving.”
“Okay, drive safe.”
Yanny looked at her tender, pretty face. She was becoming more and more obedient to him for the past few days, making him treasure her more and more. He always wanted to kiss her intensely and tell everyone that Yanny belonged to him so no one could covet her.
Shayne started the car but did not step on the gas pedal. He gritted his teeth, feeling reluctant. He waved to Yanny outside the window. “Come here,” he said in a domineering tone.
Yanny approached the car and looked at him, “What happened? Is something wrong with the car after having firecrackers thrown by the kids?”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife