That man instinctively softened his footsteps nearing the bed as he entered the child’s room. He moved Little Jelly Bean’s arm that was cuddling Verian Mont gently aside and carried Verian Mont. Even though he was extremely gentle, he still woke up the beauty in his arms.
Her eyes were still tightly shut. She was obviously still somewhat asleep, and her arms instinctively reached out and began wrapping around his neck, causing his face to wrinkle up. She then buried her head into his chest and mumbled, “Dad…”
“...”
Heaton Fudd cringed.
This woman had mistaken him for her own father? Was he really that old?
After carrying Verian Mont out of the child’s room, he returned to his room.
Heaton Fudd placed that woman onto his huge bed. As he was just about to reach out and place the blanket over her, she grabbed his arm and placed it on her tiny face. She mumbled in her sleep, “Don’t go…”
Her soft, coquettish voice slightly melted Heaton Fudd’s heart. He sat beside the bed, allowing her to hug his huge arms. The woman started mumbling again, “Dad… don’t go.”
Heaton Fudd frowned. This woman had a ‘dad’ fetish?
It was only after she had completely fallen asleep did Heaton Fudd gently withdraw his huge arms and went to take a shower in the washroom.
After he was done showering and began to lie in bed, the woman next to him wrapped herself onto him instinctively. She looked very inappropriate from the way she slept. Both of her arms were around his neck while her legs were completely wrapped around his waist. She looked like a tiny kangaroo hanging from his body. The way she slept was similar to Little Jelly Bean.
It was without a doubt that the little rascal had inherited that habit from her.
The corners of Heaton Fudd’s dark pearly eyes twitched as he stared at the woman who was sound asleep. She appeared as though she was shamelessly ignorant of herself. This moment made the initially furious Heaton Fudd unsure of how to react.
Heaton Fudd could clearly feel the changes in his body. He frowned as he stared directly at her while letting out a long soft sigh, “Verian Mont”.
The woman in his arms was somehow able to hear that and it infuriated Heaton Fudd.
“Verian Mont, go downstairs and sleep by yourself.”
Even though it sounded like an order, she did not release him but grumbled and said, “Please, don’t… “
“...”
Heaton Fudd looked up at the ceiling and let out a long-winded sigh.
He had never seen a woman this ‘shameless’ in his life before.
Heaton Fudd supported her spine with his huge hands. His dark pearly eyes stared at her deeply for a whole five seconds before lowering his head and began kissing her slightly opened lips.
“Hmm…”
Verian Mont who was slightly disoriented from sleeping felt a wave of warmth coming from her lips while her body felt like it was weighed down to a point of suffocation!
She frowned and, in a daze, she opened her eyes. Instantly, she was greeted by an extremely charming man lying on top of her!
“Whoa…!”
She was completely shaken and immediately struggled with all her might to push the man off her!
As Heaton Fudd began to slightly release her, without hesitation, she raised her hand and violently slapped the right side of the man’s face!
“You... you’re shameless!”
The audacity he had to take advantage of her while she was asleep!
However, the instant the slap landed, her vision cleared and was shocked to see the man in front of her eyes was none other than… Fudd, Heaton Fudd.
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