Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 31

Little Jelly Bean was standing on the second floor walkway. She tiptoed to take a peek into the living room downstairs. All she noticed was Verian Mont sitting at the kitchen table eating a bowl of instant noodles. The little rascal frowned.

She had never eaten instant noodles before as she was told by her father that it was unhealthy for the body.

She pouted her lips and waddled into the study with her short legs.

Heaton Fudd noticed Little Jelly Bean entering the room. He stopped everything he was working on and took a quick glance at the little rascal. He said, “Why’d you come over to daddy. Where’s your brother? Is he not playing with you?”

Little Jelly Bean used both her little arms and legs to climb onto Heaton Fudd’s leg. She said, “Daddy, Monty is eating instant noodles. Why didn’t we wait for her to have dinner with us tonight?”

Oh, that woman would rather eat instant noodles than beg him?

Heaton Fudd raised his eyebrows as he gave his daughter’s nose a little pinch. He grinned and said, “Whenever mistakes are made, punishments are necessary.”

Little Jelly Bean asked quizzically, “What did Monty do?”

“She’s not being obedient.”

That little rascal seemed as if she understood what that meant while caressing her chin. She frowned, slid down her father’s leg and said, “Daddy, I’m gonna build some Legos with my brother.”

Heaton Fudd patted his daughter’s head and said, “Go on now.”

Little Jelly Bean bolted out of the study and as she pulled the door closed with her tiny hands. Heaton Fudd’s bursts of laughter could be heard coming from inside. After noticing her father was not following her from behind, she squinted her eyes and shut the door before bolting downstairs.

Verian Mont was halfway done with her bowl of instant noodles as Little Jelly Bean ran toward her suddenly while pulling her hands. She said, “Monty, can you come up to my room with me?”

Verian Mont was not done eating yet as she stared at her bowl of instant noodles reluctantly. She said softly, “Can I come play with you in a moment after I’m done eating? I’m starving right now.”

That little rascal grinned mysteriously as her tiny body inched closer to her while whispering into her ear. She said, “There’s a bunch of goodies in my room. Can you come upstairs and eat them with me? Make sure daddy doesn’t find out!”

Verian Mont was stunned. After seeing how adorable this little rascal was, her heart melted. She agreed without hesitation.

After Little Jelly Bean led Verian Mont into her room, she pulled out a huge bag of snacks from her cabinet and handed them over to Verian Mont.

Verian Mont chuckled as she was speechless. She replied, “Wow, that’s a lot of goodies.”

Verian Mont sat on the carpet with Little Jelly Bean as Little Jelly Bean pushed the pile of snacks toward Verian Mont. She hugged the pile of snacks and said generously, “Monty, go ahead and eat whatever you like. I’m nice to you since I wouldn’t even share this with my brother!”

Verian Mont patted the little rascal’s bowl cut hair. She said, “How are you so adorable!”

Little Jelly Bean then took out some bread and a bottle of milk. She shoved it into Verian Mont’s hand and said, “Monty hurry up and eat. Later if daddy drops by, you wouldn’t be able to eat anymore.”

Verian Mont was unsure why she felt a sting in her eyes.

Ever since her father had passed, there were only a few people who treated her kindly. Although Little Jelly Bean was only three, her little actions warmed her heart.

That little rascal looked puzzled as she noticed Verian Mont’s eyes starting to turn red. She reached out with her tiny white hands and said, “Monty, are you crying because you’re touched?”

Verian Mont chuckled and said, “Yeah. You’re so nice to me Jelly Bean, of course I’m touched.”

“Then you can’t cry because I will treat you a lot better in future. Don’t cry okay, if you do, your eyes will be sore.”

Verian Mont chuckled out loud as she cuddled Little Jelly Bean in her arms while kissing the top of her head.

This little rascal was way too warm now. She was nothing like her hot tempered, cold father. She was nothing alike. She was starting to suspect if she was his actual birth daughter!

Little Jelly Bean’s mother would have to be someone extremely gentle!

Or else, how could Little Jelly Bean be capable of warming people’s hearts?