Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 151

Verian took a big step back and kept a safe distance from Yanni. "President Quain, don't joke around with me. I not only have a boyfriend, but I also have a child."

Yanni did not care at all and chuckled cynically. "You may break up with your boyfriend in the future. As for the child, it's just a product of a surrogacy.The child is not a result of love between you and Heaton."

"You!"

Yanni's words were provocative, making Verian angry until she glared at him furiously.

"Furthermore, even if you're married to Heaton, so what? These days, married couples easily get divorced. Who can guarantee that for the rest of our lives, who will be whose partner or have another identity?"

Verian threw the documents in her hand onto his desk. "President Quain, please review the draft. I still have work to do. I'll head back first."

Ignoring Yanni's words, Verian hurried out of the office.

However, after leaving the office, Yanni's words echoed in her ears like a devil's voice...

Little Jelly Bean was indeed not the product of the continual affection between her and Heaton. Even if she had this biological relationship with her, she seemed like an outsider who had never been able to fit in with the life of the Fudd family.

Could she and Heaton really stay together?

Moreover, Verian always had a question in her heart. At that time, she agreed to surrogate for the 10 million bucks. However, why did Heaton look for a stranger for surrogacy? Did he merely want to have a child?

...

After Verian got off work, Heaton called.

"Have you knocked off, yet?"

Verain replied as she packed her bags, "I just got off work. I'm heading downstairs soon."

"I'm at the front door of Yash."

Verian was shocked. She held her phone with one hand and picked up her bag with the other. She quickly walked outside the office. "Are you here just to pick me up?"

The man only uttered four words. "You’re on the way."

She could not hear any signs of concern and gentleness in his predominantly cold voice. Nevertheless, Verian was flattered.

...

As she left the Yash Building, she saw a black Maybach in the distance.

Heaton’s injury to his right arm must not have fully healed yet, so he let Kush drive instead.

After Verian got into the car, Kush glanced at the two people in the back seat from the rear-view mirror. He smiled and deliberately told Verian, "Ms. Monty, I've waited for half an hour downstairs at the Yash Building."

Verian was stunned. She raised her eyes slightly to look at the seemingly calm and deserted man sitting next to her.

Heaton frowned slightly, and his cold eyes stared at Kush who was driving the car in the front seat. "Drive the car properly!"

"Yes, boss."

Therefore, someone who just said on the phone that he dropped by to pick her up because she was on the way to his location was a lie.

Who would drop by and wait for half an hour?

Verian leaned over, took the initiative to stretch her hand and held his arm. She leaned her head on the man's shoulder and asked deliberately, "Did you especially come to pick me up after work?"

Heaton pursed his thin lips and looked at her arrogantly. Then, he said, "Otherwise, do you think I am that bored to wait for you for half an hour?"

Although his tone was cold, Verian's heart felt sweet and joyful. She held his arm tighter.

“If you keep holding my injured arm this tightly, do you intend for it to stay wounded?”

The man's sudden tease stunned Verian. She just remembered that his arm was not fully healed yet, so she quickly let go.

"I forgot that your arm is not healed yet."

Heaton teased her as he said, "I'm afraid that someone will fight for it with you. Just hold me like this, but ease up a little."

Verian's face blushed.

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