Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 293

Of course Heaton would never act out his primal lust. He was merely talking about it.

How could Heaton have the heart to do so when Verian just had an abortion.

Besides, Heaton was not a lustful man and he found that thought comical as he chuckled.

Verian was blushing as she stared at him. She asked, “What are you laughing about?”

“Nothing.”

He was laughing because if he had told Verian that he was not a lustful man, she would never believe him.

Since, Heaton’s physical body would only have a reaction toward her. It was so strong, a single touch would kick start a massive reaction from him.

Heaton covered Verian with his blanket as Verian blew her messy hair in front of her forehead. She said, “I feel hot.”

Verian tried to pull away the thick blanket from her body with her tiny slender arms. However, Heaton would not allow her to do so. He said, “It’s better to feel hot than cold.”

Especially when her body had just gone through an abortion. A little warmth would be much better than cold.

“But I’m not cold.”

“Be a good girl now.”

Verian was speechless.

Hence, Verian began to sweat while she laid in Heaton’s arms under layers of that thick blanket.

Verian would occasionally stick her feet out from the blanket to cool herself off but Mr. Fudd would swiftly shove her feet back in the blanket.

Enjoying the cold was a bad habit.

Mr. Fudd spoke in a stern tone, “You’re still so young and if you don’t want to catch any later underlying ailments, be a good girl and stay under the covers.”

Verian stared at him and finally started laughing. Heaton seemed like an old person when he was disciplining her right now.

She seemed to have finally understood why the prologues of romantic novels would often mention that male leads would spoil the female leads like their own daughters now.

She thought that Heaton was actually spoiling her like his own daughter.

She felt quite arrogant in her heart with those thoughts.

It seemed after all of the unfortunate events that happened recently, she could finally catch her breath.

It seemed she did not feel too sad about losing her child now.

Heaton was right, they were still young and there would be more opportunities in future for them to make a child.

…

The speed of how fast news traveled between nurses in the hospital was terrifying.

It did not take too long for the entire hospital to receive news about Mr. Fudd from room 13 spoiling his own wife like his own daughter.

“Do you guys know that Mr. Fudd always had a bitter look to us nurses but it’s odd since the moment he notices his wife, he would immediately be much more gentle.”

“Say… when will I find such a rare husband?”

“However, although that Mr. Fudd seemed a little cold but he’s quite generous. He gave me some imported fruits just the other day.”

“Of course he’s wealthy, since he’s Director Jarret’s good friend.”

“Madam Fudd is not bad too, everytime I went over to take her temperature, if there’s any snacks she’s eating, she will hand me some too.”

…

Those words had gotten to Serene.

When Serene walked by, some of the older nurses stopped her immediately and said, “Serene, why aren’t you with Director Jarret today and why are you doing your rounds alone?”

Serene sighed and replied, “I didn’t know how I offended him. He actually made me do my rounds alone tonight. He’s insane!”

Those older nurses stared at the younger ones before bursting out laughing.

“What are you guys laughing at! Aren’t you guys supposed to help me?”

“Oh, we don’t dare to help you since Director Jarret ordered us that if we helped you, we would be going against him.”

One of the nurses stuck a piece of chocolate into Serene’s mouth before she could get a clear look of what that was. She coughed and seemed a little resistant. She said, “What on Earth was that?”