Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 171

However, if he actually treated her poorly, her life would have been in absolute peril.

Heaton pulled her into him and said in a cold tone, “Stop denying what your heart actually thinks!”

“...” Verian was speechless.

Verian leaned up against him as she no longer wished to struggle. She yearned for the warmth of his body, the warmth that was emanating at this very moment.

She recalled what Aunt Leah had told her in the morning as she reached out and carefully assessed his right shoulder. She looked up and asked, concerned, “Does your right shoulder still hurt?”

Heaton then grabbed onto her thin and slender wrist with his left hand as he stared warmly at her with his dark pearly eyes. “So now you know how to worry about me?”

Her face was blushing slightly as she said, “I heard from Aunt Leah that I spent the whole night lying on your arm and triggered your old ailment…”

“You knew about that too?”

Verian was speechless. She bit her lip while sniffling and said, “I didn’t allow you to cuddle up with me.”

Heaton scoffed. “Even a dog would have more kindness than you after taking care of it for a while.”

The man suddenly raised his long slender fingers to start unbuttoning his shirt. Verian instinctively covered her eyes with her hands. “What are you doing! This is inside a car…!”

He would not want that…would he? It was broad daylight now and even more so, at the side of the main street!

Heaton took off his black shirt before taking out an ointment bottle from the glove compartment. He grinned then pulled her tiny hands open to place the ointment in her hand. “Of course I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to have car sex with me but before that, could you apply some cream for me?”

It was only after that Verian snapped out of her trance. It seemed the reason for him taking his shirt off was to have her apply some cream for him.

Her tiny face was blushing hard and as she was just about to look at the old ailment on his right shoulder, Heaton immediately grabbed onto her waist with his left arm. Her entire body was then carried up onto his lap.

She was sitting on his lap and they both seemed extremely intimate.

“Put me down…”

Verian struggled lightly however, Heaton did not release her and merely stared at her with a warm, burning gaze as he said, “It’s easier to help me apply the cream like this.”

She did not resist, allowing him to cuddle up with her as he pleased. It was only when she was carefully assessing the injury on his right shoulder that she realized there was some slight swelling in the area. While frowning, she said, “It’s a little swollen.”

The man stared at her and spoke with a cold tone, “It was due to someone lying on me last night, right?”

Verian mumbled softly, “I didn’t allow you to cuddle up with me anyway…”

“You kept complaining about being cold so I had to cuddle up with you and was worried about you having a fever.”

Heaton just made the single simple statement with his cold and attractive voice. However, Verian bit her tiny mouth while her tears started to fall onto his shoulders uncontrollably.

While helping him apply the cream, she complained while sobbing, “You can help me cover up with more blankets or allow me to lean up against your left shoulder…”

Heaton’s handsome face inched closer as his dark pearly eyes stared intently at her. “I was afraid that if I even moved the slightest, I’d wake you up and you’d throw a tantrum.”

His voice was soft and deep, sounding extremely attractive to anyone. Just with those few statements were enough to let anyone feel limitless amounts of love.

Verian’s arms were hugging his neck. She looked up with her tiny face and kissed his thin lips.

“Heaton, I’m afraid that I might fall in love with you…”

“Afraid? Were you not already in love by now?”

She sobbed. “Soon…”

She would leave him before her love for him was too deep for her to extract herself from him.

Verian reached out with her tiny hands and helped him apply the cream on his swollen right shoulder.

Heaton squeezed her slender tiny hand then placed it at the edge of his lips for a kiss. “Does your hand still hurt?”

Was he referring to the hand that was burned by Sunny yesterday?

She shook her head. “Nope. It was you that helped me apply the cream on my hand last night, right?”