Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 193

Verian Mont’s conscience told her to push the man in front of her away, but her sensibility made her feelings uncontrollable. The kiss was deep and domineering, causing their breathing to get heavier. Verian Mont’s eyes were wet and her hands could not help but embrace Heaton Fudd’s neck.

Just when Verian Mont was moved, the man who was kissing her suddenly stopped. His black eyes stared at her coldly without a trace of emotion. He ended the kiss and even pulled off her small hands that were on his neck.

Verian Mont’s eyes were still damp and hazy. She only heard Heaton Fudd say coldly, “Didn’t you use all your wits to leave me? What do you mean by holding me now? Who am I to you?”

“...”

The little woman’s eyes were red. She bit her lips and stared at him. When she saw his poker face, Verian Mont opened the door and got out of the car in embarrassment.

Heaton Fudd raised his gaze. He watched the slender figure drift away from the rearview mirror and his black eyes narrowed.

Verian Mont ran with all her strength. However, the more she ran, the thinner her breaths became. Her stomach also felt uncomfortable that she had to bend over the flowerbed by the road and throw up.

When she thought about the meat dishes on the dinner table tonight, her stomach felt a wave of discomfort and she vomited even more seriously.

She was lying down on the flowerbed, crying and exhausted from vomiting. She felt uncomfortable and helpless when a low male voice was heard on top of her head. “Are you uncomfortable?”

“...”

“For the past half a month, I have been uncomfortable every day.”

“...”

Verian Mont cried even harder. She had no idea if it was because the pregnancy reaction was too uncomfortable or because of Heaton Fudd’s words.

Heaton Fudd handed her a bottle of water. After Verian Mont rinsed her mouth, she sat by the flowerbed to rest. Heaton Fudd kneeled in front of her with one knee and wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue. His movements were extremely gentle.

It was unknown what touched her heart but Verian Mont’s tears trickled down and she could not hold them in anymore.

“Why... why did you come looking for me?”

Heaton Fudd stared at her with scorching eyes. “If I don’t come looking for you, do you plan to avoid me for the rest of your life?”

Verian Mont leaned forward, and hugged his neck tightly. She pressed her small face against his shoulder and her tears fell even more.

“I haven’t thought about how long I would hide from you, but I have been very unhappy. I think that I will be unable to continue living like this.”

“Why did you ask Sam Joyce to meet me at the Banyan Tree Hotel that night?”

Verian choked, “I didn’t know how to tell you that Sam Joyce was still alive. I didn’t dare to watch you reunite with Sam Joyce. I am afraid that you will not hesitate to leave me after you learn that Sam Joyce was still alive…”

Heaton Fudd pulled her away from his arms and locked his gaze onto her delicate face that was filled with tears. “Before I leave you, you dare to leave me without any hesitation?”

“I don’t want to be left behind anymore…”

Since Jensen Jacob left her and even when her father left her, she spent many quiet nights alone. Before giving herself another chance to be abandoned, she would rather leave the person first.

“Verian Mont, you have no conscience.”

“But you still came for me…”

Heaton Fudd snorted, “I didn’t come for you. I just wanted to get back the things that belong to me.”

“Huh? What?”