Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 160

On the other end of the phone, Lain was stunned. It had not been a week and it was now 8pm in the evening. Heaton wanted to meet her at this time and not for medication. This moved her heart slightly.

“Sure. I’ll wait for you.”

After she hung up the phone, Lain was silently happy in her heart. She went into her room and picked her clothes for a long period of time. Finally, she chose the simplest silk slip dress in her wardrobe.

Although a silk slip dress was simple, wearing it was not. She studied psychology and she knew what men liked and would be aroused by.

She took off her bra and directly wore the silk slip dress, her heart jumping with joy.

…

When Heaton reached Lain’s door, the corner of his black eyes sharply saw the slender body that followed him in.

The bottom of his eyes deepened as he raised his hand and pressed the doorbell of Lain’s house.

Verian, who was hiding behind the wall, wanted to run up to him. However, she discovered that when the door opened, an elegant and pretty woman welcomed him.

She was stunned, her steps halted on the spot.

In her moist, blurry line of sight, she could clearly see that the woman was only wearing a slip dress and did not even have a bra on. What it meant to dress as such and welcoming a man with a smile was clear to Verian, no matter how obtuse she was.

It turned out that Heaton’s choice really did not have to be her.

However, had she not known this since early on that it was impossible for the person in Heaton’s heart to be her? She, on the other hand, was also constantly lying just to earn his trust. Why did it have to matter to her which woman he went out on a date with?

Why was she so sad and hurt?

However, the other half of her thoughts could not help but think about how Heaton had just finished being intimate with her but immediately went over to meet with another woman…

Verian’s heart was sour and it was hard to endure. She covered her own mouth, almost crying out loud.

She saw that the woman who opened the door for Heaton hugged him.

Heaton, on the other hand, did not push the woman away and even stretched out his hands and hugged her. He even smiled at that woman, a smile that Heaton had not shown her the whole night.

Soon, they went into the house. Only then did Verian dare to walk out. She walked to the door hesitantly and discovered that it was not closed properly. She stood outside of the door and could clearly see the pair of man and woman through that small crack.

The woman looked at Heaton lovingly and their heads were so close to each other that when Verian looked from her angle, it was as if they were kissing.

When Verian saw Heaton’s big hands hold onto the woman’s thin waist, huge drops of tears fell from her eyes. She covered her mouth and bit her lips with all her might, trying to contain her sobs, afraid that she would be discovered by the people inside.

She told herself countless times that she went near Heaton for revenge, but her heart fell under Heaton’s attacks over and over again.

When she was humiliated by Wanelle Sheen, he appeared from the sky and pulled her up from the freezing swimming pool. Maybe from that time, what he pulled was not only her body, her heart had also been pulled up at the same time.

In her narrow view, until the man lowered his head and was about to kiss the woman in his arms, Verian covered her mouth and could not stand the sight of it anymore. She turned around and ran away…

In the house, Lain closed her eyes and waited for Heaton’s kiss－

The man’s black eyes raised up sharply and looked at the already empty door as he abruptly let go of Lain.

Lain was stunned. She opened her eyes and looked at him, puzzled. “Heaton… You…”