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Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 156

After they fetched Little Jelly Bean, Verian and Little Jelly Bean returned to the villa at Shallow Bay.

Verian made a simple yet delicious dinner. After she accompanied Little Jelly Bean for a meal, she accompanied her to sit on the sofa and watch cartoons.

Her mind was filled with lots of thoughts and did not know what was going on in the cartoon. Little Jelly Bean suddenly turned her cute, naive little face and asked Verian, “Monty, when will you and daddy give birth to a little sister or brother for me?”

Verian was stunned and looked at the little one in surprise. “Hmm? Why are you asking me this question all of a sudden?”

“The children in my class all have little brothers and sisters so Jelly Bean wants one too.”

Verian raised her hand and touched Little Jelly Bean’s head and rubbed her little face with her own. “Isn’t it good that me and daddy can only spoil Little Jelly Bean alone?”

Three years ago, there was the incident of her and Heaton giving birth to Little Jelly Bean. She did not think that the murderer who forced her father to death was coincidentally the father of her child.

After she was together with Heaton, she took medicine every time they had sex to prevent accidents from happening.

If she and Heaton were to have another child between them, it would be even messier.

“Of course it’s good, but Jelly Bean is a little lonely. Jelly Bean also wants a little brother or sister to play with me, and Little Jelly Bean can protect them.”

Verian looked at the cute little one, her heart turning into mush.

In her revenge plan, Little Jelly Bean was not included. She was reluctant to use Little Jelly Bean.

“Monty, what’s wrong with you? If you don’t want to give birth to a little brother or sister with daddy, then just don’t do it. Please don’t cry?”

With her childish voice, the little one coaxed her like a little human. She raised her dainty, white hand to help Verian wipe her tears.

Verian hugged her into her arms and smiled slightly-Jelly Bean, in the future, there will be another auntie that will give birth to a little brother and sister for you.

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The night covered the entire Swallow Bay villa.

After Heaton came back from socializing, there were no lights on in the house. He changed into his slippers at the door before entering. She saw the little woman that was sitting on the sofa, fast asleep.

She was curled up on the sofa and her slender body seemed even smaller.

He walked over with his long legs, took off his jacket, and covered her body. She seemed to be in a light sleep and was still half awake. Even though his actions were very light, he still woke her up.

She looked up at him with her misted eyes. She did not have enough sleep so she subconsciously wiggled into his arms, hugged his neck, and mumbled, “When did you come back?”

“I just came back and wanted to hug you upstairs. Did I wake you?”

“I was waiting for you and fell asleep while I waiting... Oh yes, Little Jelly Bean has fallen asleep in her own room. I made mixed bean fried rice for her as dinner and she ate a lot.”

Heaton felt the empty area in his heart fill with something warm and substantial.

Tired, Verian asked, “What time is it now?”

“Nine-thirty.”

Verian rubbed herself in his arms and hugged his waist with her hands. “The drinking party ended so early?”

He hugged the little woman in his arms tightly, lowering his head to kiss her hair that emitted the smell of fresh shampoo, and said in a low voice, “The drinking party was a little boring so I slipped away first and came back when the others were not paying attention.”

Verian laughed out lightly in his arms, raising her little face as she looked at him in disbelief. “Turns out that you have times when you escape classes. That doesn’t seem like you.”

She thought that business elites like Heaton Fudd would have gotten used to these kinds of social interaction parties. She did not think that he felt these kinds of social parties were boring.

A bunch of business people talking about domestic and international economical pattern and structure, with a few pretty women accompanying them by their side, drinking alcohol while enjoying themselves. It was socializing while having fun. He had gotten used to these types of socializing dinner parties since long ago. However, he kept thinking about the little woman in his arms and did not feel any fun looking at other women.

Heaton bent over and picked her up, walking upstairs as he ordered her, “The next time you want to wait for me, leave a light for me downstairs. Don’t sleep on the sofa anymore, you’ll get a cold easily.”

Verian hugged his neck and stared at him burningly, her eyes slightly sour-nights like these, of her waiting for him to come home, would not happen often.

Heaton thought that she did not hear him, frowning slightly as he lowered his head and looked at her. “Did you hear me?”

She placed her face into the creak of his neck and replied with a heavy “Yes”. Her voice was filled with nasal sound as she obediently replied, “I heard you.”

Heaton heard the heavy nasal sound and hugged her on the big bed in the bedroom, stretching out his hand to feel her forehead. “How did you get the flu?”

Verian moved his hand down. “It’s because of the office’s air-conditioner today. I’m fine, I’ll be fine once I’ve warmed up for a night.”

Looking at her obedience, Heaton lowered his head and could not help but want to kiss her. Verian raised her hand and covered his thin lips.

She moved her nose that was insensitive because of the flu and sniffed at his body like a little puppy before saying in disgust, “Go take a shower first. Your body has the smell of cigarettes and women’s perfume.”

Heaton pulled her dainty hand away and picked her up horizontally. Verian was surprised and whispered softly, “Why are you picking me up?”

“Let’s take a bath together.”

It was good that Verian Mont had a flu. Heaton had only hugged and kissed her, but did not cause any excessive movements.

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