Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 121

Heaton squinted with his dark, pearly eyes. “You sure?”

Verian had already opened both arms and wrapped around his neck while being gently carried by Heaton.

He was not carrying her in his arms, however. Instead, they were in a similar position as they were at the beach earlier. They looked like a kangaroo carrying its young.

This position was far more romantic than being carried in his arms.

Verian buried her face into his shoulder while her tiny face blushed red.

After Heaton carried her into the lobby and walked toward the receptionist, the man carrying her patted her shoulder with his huge arms. “Give me your room card. Let’s upgrade to a better room.”

The two young receptionists were about the same age as Verian. They chuckled lightly while watching the two of them cuddle each other romantically.

The lady receptionists were completely charmed by how handsome and attractive Heaton looked. Pink hearts literally pouring out of their eyes. “Sir, do you wish to upgrade to the full ocean view room?”

Heaton gave the person who was in his arms a quick glance before saying, “The room with the largest bed, thanks.”

The pink hearts in both ladies’ eyes were shattered in an instant.

It was only until Heaton had walked far enough with Verian did both receptionists sigh, depressed.

“Sigh, a man this handsome already belongs to someone? Such a shame!”

“Yeah, I was about to ask for his number earlier!”

After Heaton carried Verian into the elevator, Verian leaned closer into him and mumbled delightfully, “It’s a good thing I’ve registered with my ID and number or else, they would already have your number to begin adding your WeChat profile before texting you.”

Heaton lowered his handsome face while staring at her. His gaze seemed charmingly deep but was exceedingly warm and gentle.

Not long after they arrived at their room, the hotel staff cleaned up and packed Verian’s luggage from her single room here.

Since Heaton was completely soaked, Verian made him take a shower first. He too felt quite uncomfortable, so he entered the washroom and started taking a shower.

Verian thought about how Heaton must not have eaten dinner yet, so she ordered two sets of suppers for them through the hotel’s intercom.

After Heaton was done taking a shower, supper arrived.

After the man had taken a shower, he did not bother getting dressed as he simply draped the hotel’s white bathrobe on. The strap around his waist on the white bathrobe was tied loosely together, exposing his perfect, lustful, and firm white chest. Underneath the bathrobe were two long and slender legs. With Heaton’s cold demeanor, this made him look even more lustfully attractive.

Women were known to control how they looked and Verian was no exception. She swallowed her spit before shifting her gaze away from his body, reminding him with her tiny warm and blushing face, “You-you obviously haven’t eaten dinner yet, right? I’ve ordered supper earlier, so hurry up and eat some food.”

Heaton rushed over to meet up with her and had not bothered to eat well. At that moment, he was actually quite hungry, so he sat beside Verian and started eating supper. The man was enjoying his meal. Perfect wealthy elegance seemingly radiated throughout his body as even the slightest bit of elegance had not faded from him.

Verian drank a sip of soup while her gaze was completely fixated on him without shifting. She was actually not hungry but wished to share a meal with Heaton.

It was uncertain how long she stared at him with such a gaze. However, Heaton finally felt the burning gaze as he looked up with his dark, pearly eyes and stared at her himself. “So, I guess I won’t be eating supper with you staring at me like this.”

Verian was stunned and unable to react to that. “Huh?”

The man placed his chopsticks down while staring directly at her with his dark pearly eyes. “I don’t mind eating you to fill up though.”

She immediately buried herself in her bowl. While pouting her lips, she mumbled, “I can’t fill you up anyway.”

After that, she instinctively said, “Besides, you weren’t eating any rice.”

The instant that statement escaped her mouth, Verian felt a menacing gaze coming from above her head!

She truly…had a deathwish!

The instant she placed her chopsticks down and chuckled nervously, her body was pushed by Heaton onto the huge, soft bed behind her back. The man then laid on top of her, lowering his head as he kissed her.