Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 116

Since she left the Fudd's house on that day, Verian's life seemed to have fallen into a bottleneck as she lacked interest in everything she did.

Guin thought that she was out of love, so she took Verian to a bar for drinks.

The two drank too much and hugged each other, crying and complaining.

"Verian Mont! Tell me honestly! Are you depressed this time because of a man?"

Guin pointed at her unconsciously. "Let's play the truth game! If you tell the truth, I will have a drink!"

Verian had also drank and had a drunk face. She fell on the sofa in the private room and burped. "Okay! Then I have to tell you lots of truths! And make you drunk!"

“Say it! Did you get into a relationship without telling me?"

Verian smiled. Somehow, tears fell from the corners of her eyes as she said, amused, "In a relationship? That’s not being in love! It was all unrequited love on my end! Wishful thinking! I thought that even though he hadn't reached the point where he liked me, he should have at least been interested in me... But... Forget it, let's not talk about it, I will add this person to my blacklist in the future!"

Guin’s sad point was also touched. After slamming down a large cocktail glass, she smiled. "Me too! Yanni Quain doesn't love me at all! But, tell me this, why did he agree to be in a relationship with me? Didn’t the action of him promising to be in a relationship with me mean that he likes me? Why?”

Verian laughed out loud and mocked her. "You’re too naive! Let me tell you, the one with me even wanted to marry me!"

The two drunk women fell together as Verian said with deep emotions, "Men. It doesn’t mean he really likes you when he’s willing to be in a relationship with you or even if he’s willing to marry you..."

Previously, Jensen was this way, and now, it was Heaton Fudd. Why were all the people she met bastards?

Guin buried her face in Verian's neck, frowning as she asked, "Why doesn't Yanni like me? Am I not pretty? Verian… Tell me, what should I do for him to care about me?"

Verian waved her hand like she was managing a country and snorted, "Yanni Quian...is not a good thing! You should quickly break up with him!"

"I don’t want to...”

Verian laughed twice, tilting her head on Guin's shoulder before she blacked-out with her eyes closed.

"Verian, help me to come up with ideas. Yanni seems to have a favorite ex-girlfriend..."

Before Guin finished speaking, she turned around and saw Verian sleeping next to her. She shook Verian. "Verian? Verian?"

Verian was a little uncomfortable when she was shaken, her delicate and fair brows wrinkled slightly as she murmured, "Heaton Fudd… Why are you so fierce?"

"..."

Heaton Fudd?

Heaton Fudd... Was that not her Little Uncle?

...

In another luxurious private room of Cross Bar.

Heaton silently drank four to five cups of brandy.

Zander squeezed Jinn with his shoulder. "Old Shayne, look at him. He’s been weird these days! He’s always inviting us to the bar for a drink when he’s free, it's so weird!"

Jinn frowned and glanced at Heaton. "Yes, don’t you need to take care of Little Jelly Bean? Also, don't you need to look after that difficult to train little lion?"

Heaton pursed his thin lips. He was sitting in the dimly lit private room, his face expressionless as they could not see the slightest change.

"However, mentioning that little lion. Heaton, last time you gifted roses to my wife. I have taken note of this."

Later on, he had to retaliate.

Yanny Joy had deliberately gotten close to Heaton to make him jealous. Of course he remembered this hatred.

Heaton placed the wine glass in his hand on the table again, his black eyes casting a sharp look at Jinn as he opened his thin lips. "Don't go near Verian Mont."

Both Jinn and Zander were startled.

"Ha, I haven't said what I want to do yet and you’re already protective of her. If you have the ability, hide her, and never let me see her."

Zander laughed. "Why are you two so childish? I drank too much alcohol, I need to go to the bathroom first!"