Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 24

Inside of the presidential suite.

The woman was sleeping soundly on the huge bed. Her long seaweed-like smooth hair was messily spread out on the pillow. The first light of dawn emanated through the huge glass ceiling as it pierced her eyes.

Verian Mont raised her arm to rub her agonizing headache. She forcefully kneaded her brows.

Last night… She was with Bodd Yellen?!

As her eyes shot wide open, all she could see was she herself in a foreign room and not a single hint of masculinity around.

She held onto her forehead and she felt dizzy. She had actually drunk herself blind last night at the bar.

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While rubbing her temple, she desperately tried to recall the events from last night.

She spent her night at the bar with Guinnie. After that, Guinnie went to the washroom because of a stomach ache, leaving her behind with Bodd Yellen. Then, the both of them were drunk as she carried Bodd Yellen back to a room. After all of that... Heaton Fudd barged into the room?!

The cellphone that was next to her bed suddenly rang. The caller’s ID showed that it was from Heaton Fudd.

She hastily grabbed her phone and answered the call after taking a deep breath.

Before she could speak, the low seductive manly voice said, “Awake yet?”

She could not understand why, but hearing his voice alone caused her heart to skip a beat without reason. She replied with a soft, acknowledging tone whilst biting her lower lip, “Mhm.”

However, the moment her voice escaped her mouth, it sounded inhumanly horrible. After a drunken night’s sleep on top of not drinking any water, her throat was dry and hoarse.

“Little Jelly Bean was hurt and she’s in the hospital. She really wants to see you.”

Then, Little Jelly Bean’s adorable tiny voice was heard from the other end of the receiver, “Monty, daddy and I are at the People’s General Hospital. Hurry up and come visit me alright?”

Verian Mont frowned. She grew anxious and said, “How did Jelly Bean injure herself? Is it serious?”

Heaton Fudd was stunned by her anxious tone. He took a quick glance at the little rascal on the bed and replied while rubbing his lips, “She hit her head and sustained some minor bleeding. Nothing too serious.”

Verian Mont grew even more anxious. It was already bleeding and it was not serious? Jelly Bean was only a three year old kid.

“I’ll come immediately after I freshen up.”

After the phone call ended, Verian Mont immediately got off her bed. However, the instant she got off, she looked down at her nude body and the torn skirt with her underwear that were lying on the carpet…

Her cheeks instantly turned red.

Images of that embarrassing scene instantly flooded into her mind.

After she was carried out of the bar by Heaton Fudd, she was cuddling him all the way whilst heavily kissing him. Even to the extent… she probably pushed Heaton Fudd down, which lead her to sit on his lap?!

Verian Mont placed her hand on her warm face, caressing it. Last night could she… possibly have raped Heaton Fudd?

While she brushed her teeth with intense conflicting emotions, a knock on the door could be heard from outside.

“Miss Mont, are you awake yet? President Fudd has sent some clothes to you.”

Verian Mont wrapped her body with a bathrobe as she walked toward the door with her bare feet. She opened the door and was greeted by a female housekeeping staff who was smiling politely.

Verian Mont accepted a paper bag containing some clothes and… clean female undergarments.

Cough… Heaton Fudd really thought about everything.

After handing the clothes to her, the female housekeeping staff did not leave. Instead, she handed over a tiny bottle of pills without any labels while smiling politely and said, “Miss Mont, President Fudd ordered you to have this. It is for safety reasons.”

Safety?

The first thing that came to Verian Mont’s mind were morning after pills. She accepted the tiny bottle whilst blushing heavily.

After the doors shut, she stared at the unlabeled tiny bottle. She frowned slightly. Does this mean that she had actually done it with Heaton Fudd last night?

Or else, why would Heaton Fudd want the female housekeeping staff to buy her a bottle of moring after pills?

As she thought about that, she hit her head frustratingly.

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