Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 17

The Maybach drove into the Fudd Family Mansion's yard and gradually came to a halt on the green lawn.

Verian squeezed her slightly sweaty palms. She was a little nervous. Even though Heaton and her were faking as husband and wife nominally, she really had the "ugly wife seeing her in-laws" feeling at that moment.

Heaton took the lead and got out of the car. When he saw that she was still in the car, he knocked on the window. "Do you want me to carry you out of the car?"

Verian took a deep breath, opened the door, and got out of the car. She bit her lips and said, "I'm a little nervous, your family... Are they easy to get along with?"

In fact, she wanted to ask if his family was as difficult to get along with like he was, but she did not dare to do so.

She thought in her heart. 'Heaton's so difficult to deal with. People in the Fudd family should all be the same. They probably won't have a better temperament than Heaton.'

Little Jelly Bean lifted her face to comfort her, saying, "Monty, my Grandpa, and Aunt are very nice! My Grandma and Uncle are no longer here!"

Oh, so to speak, the Fudd family structure was relatively simple. There was no enmity and grievances in the family.

This meant that she only had to deal with Grandpa and Heaton's sister-in-law?

Thinking about it, she felt more at ease.

Little Jelly Bean held her hand and trotted into the house, but Heaton grabbed her wrist. "Wait."

She was shocked. "Huh? What's the matter?"

He took out an elegant, black, velvet box from the pocket of his suit pants. As soon as he opened it, a wedding ring studded with diamonds appeared.

The style of the ring was simple and elegant. Small diamonds were inlaid around the ring, looking clear and bright. The cut of the diamond was clean and of high-grade. It was easy to see that this ring was valuable at first glance.

Heaton took her left hand and put the diamond ring on her ring finger. The size was just right.

"You... Why are you putting this on me? We're not real..."

Before she could finish her words, Heaton interrupted her. "I don't want them to see any flaws."

Verian was dazed. She did not expect Heaton to be so meticulous and conscientious in his thoughts.

It was just that… He only met her a few times, and the ring that he picked out perfectly fit the size of her finger.

...

In the hall of the Fudd Family Mansion, the atmosphere was strangely intimidating.

Heaton led Verian in and calmly introduced her. "Dad, this is Verian. Verian, greet Dad."

Although Verian had mentally prepared for this moment a long time ago, she still froze. "... Dad, my name is Verian Mont."

John Fudd sat on the sofa and shook the newspaper in his hand. Without even lifting his eyes, he snorted, "Heaton Fudd, am I still your father? I haven't been involved in the two big events of your life. You only informed me when they're over. I can't let you call me dad."

Heaton left him out about the birth of his child and now that Heaton brought his wife here, John Fudd was the last to be informed.

How could the old man not be angry?

The atmosphere was awkward. Madam Leah came out of the kitchen. "Old Master, dinner is ready. Do you want to start eating now?"

John Fudd took off the gold-rimmed glasses from the bridge of his nose and dropped them on the coffee table. His deep eyes took a glance at Verian. "Everyone is here. Let's have dinner."