Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 117

After Heaton carried Verian up into his car, this woman did not seem to settle down even the slightest bit.

“I want booze! Guinnie! Where’s the booze! My damn booze!”

When she stumbled, she fell directly into Heaton’s arms.

Heaton was slightly stunned. He raised his arm and pulled her closer to him.

She was nuzzling up against him, which made him unable to drive his car.

After a moment had passed, Verian suddenly looked up with her tiny face and started chuckling at him. “Guinnie, let’s hire a gigolo! I’ve never hired one before!”

The corner of the man’s lips started to twitch slightly as his handsome face dimmed!

Somehow, Heaton’s heart wrenched as if he had been cheated on!

It turned out that she was completely drunk and could not sense even the slightest bit of rage from him. She even rubbed up against his chest while speaking in a coquettish tone, “Is that okay? Let’s both experience it! From what I’ve heard, they’re usually extremely handsome…”

Verian pondered about it. Even if she did not hire a gigolo, the eye candy in front of her was also pretty attractive.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, a stinging pain could be felt from her butt!

“Ouch… That hurts!”

The man used his huge hands to forcefully slap her butt.

Verian stared furiously at him. “Why’d you hit me for!”

She wanted a gigolo, right? As such, the man turned his body over and was now laying on top of her. His thin lips pressed against her warm alcohol-filled lips!

Verian’s eyes shot wide open as she first started to struggle. However, after smelling that familiar fresh and manly scent, she obediently closed her eyes, raising her tiny face and embracing that deep, passionate kiss.

She even wrapped her tiny hands around the man’s neck on her own.

Not only did it not make Heaton happy, it made the man even more furious. The man stared at the woman who was enjoying herself a little while blushing with an extremely furious and cold glare.

Had this woman actually assumed he was one of them?!

Verian, who laid underneath him, had not snapped out of her confusion. She gradually opened her watery eyes, staring at him with a depressing gaze. Her voice was muted from being soaked in alcohol, and she seemed slightly depressing. “Heaton Fudd… Is that really you?”

That man’s pearly dark eyes were stunned as he stared at those watery and beady eyes. They were red as she said depressingly, “Why didn’t you help me… Why must you always side with Nancy Xander… Why don’t you trust me… I never plagiarized Nancy’s art… It was Nancy.”

As she spoke, her tears started to defiantly roll down the corners of her eyes and Heaton’s heart felt as if it had been hit by something.

Uncontrollably, he raised his hand and helped wipe away the tears from her face. He asked in a soft tone, “So that’s why you’ve resigned and left the Fudd family home?”

She was completely disoriented from the heavy drinking and completely missed what he had said. All she did was bury herself into his arms and started mumbling to herself, “You were mean to me…and you were mean to Little Jelly Bean… I hate you!”

If she was obedient, would he even need to be mean to her?

Verian hugged his neck tightly while her tiny face nuzzled him in his arms. She spoke in a displeased tone, “But…I can’t help myself but to miss you… Heaton Fudd...I like you. Tell me, how can I stop liking you… I don’t wanna like you… You’re so mean…and you treated me so poorly… Huuu…”

The man raised her chin with his long and slender fingers as he lowered his head and kissed her tiny mouth.

The kiss was incredibly passionate.

It lasted until she could no longer hold her breath that the man gradually released her. He pressed his forehead against hers while speaking in a deep and attractive tone, “If there’s no way for you to stop liking me, you can continue to like me till the end.”

That statement sounded like a command and was extremely unreasonable.

Verian puffed up her tiny face as her tears started falling again. “But, what good does it do for me to like you…”

He did not like her anyway, right?

Heaton closed his eyes and gently kissed the tip of her nose that was red from all the crying. “How do you know there’s no good in it if you’re not determined to keep liking me?”

Who would ever give up in the middle of whatever they were doing? He could not accept her liking him without much determination.